"Downtown" she says boom boom boom...

Downtown $65.00
Original Mixed Media on Wood
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I love this painting. From the red to the orange and the slick of grey street down the side...I love all over it.
I like perspective painting..I'm not always that good at it. This piece
just kinda happened. I wanted to paint downtown. I wanted the blue North Carolina
skies to bounce off the window panes. "It's more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life".

I like working with house paints and wood for a few reasons. 1. I get both free most of the time (ya know...those wood scraps in your garage? The old can of paint from your spare bedroom re-do...) 2. I don't always prime my wood because I want the paint to have it's own relationship with the grain. It's what gives me debth and layers. The paint absorbs and dries quickly which makes my life easier bc I have to be fast and efficient (which again affects my pricing). 3. dry brushing. I just love it. grey over white in a sailboat scene for shadows. SO COOL. Light blue over dark blue for texture in water.

It's the simple things. Once again. That really get me.

An old friend of mine just bought this from me. It is so rewarding when friends buy my work. Especially now that were all older, have homes, and families...artwork tells your story. It's about who you are. When a friend buys art I'm sure there's a few scattered emotions in it as to why they are purchasing. Most of my collectors have a true love of art. I know that. Recently I've shipped to New York, San Francisco, Los Angeles and now Maryland (piggy backed with a Florida). Donna and I used to "run" these galleries in Cape May, Stone Harbor etc...early in our careers. I think she and I both know what this painting reminds us of. All of our downtowns. Our Cape Mays, Our San Frans, (a little shopping center in Marmora with great bagels and tuna subs next door). Its a universal understanding that we all have them. We've working in them, on them, around them, and now maybe some of us own them. I just try to get into them. Like trooper cars and boats. huh Donna. xo. Thank you.

I can't believe I'm doing this..because it goes so against everything I believe but this one's for you D. I still hear you singing it.
Mr. Boombastic


What you want is some boombastic romantic fantastic lover
Shaggy
Mr. Lover lover, Mr. Lover lover, girl, Mr. Lover lover
She call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, touch me in me back
she say I'm Mr. Ro...mantic
She call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, touch me in me back she say
I'm so... Smooth just like silk
Soft and coddle hug me up like a quit
I'm a lyrical lover no take me for no filth
With my sexual physique Jah know me well built
Oh me oh my well well can't you tell
I'm just like a turtle crawling out of my shell
Gal you captivate my body put me under a spell
With your cus cus perfume I love your sweet smell
You are the only young girl that can ring my bell
And I can take rejection so you tell me go to hell

I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says I'm Mr
Ro...mantic
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says boom
boom
boom
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says I'm Mr
Ro...mantic
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says boom
boom
boom

Gee wheeze baby please
Let me take you to an island of the sweet cool breeze
You don't fell like drive baby hand me the keys
And I'll take you to a place to set your mind at ease
Don't you tickle my foot bottom ha ha baby please
Don't you play with my nose I might ha chum sneeze
Well you a the bun and me a the cheese
And if me a the rice well you a the peas

[CHORUS]

Give me your loving gal your loving well good
I want your loving gal give it like you should
Give me your loving gal your loving well good
I want your loving gal you remember the woo
Would like to kiss and carress
Rub down every strand of hair on my chest
I'm Boombastic rated as the best
The best you should get nothing more nothing less
Give me your digits jot down your address
I'll bet you confess when you put me to the test
That I'm

[CHORUS]

Gal your admiration if a tick me from the start
With your physical attraction gal you know to feel the spark
A man of few word naw go tell you no sweet talk
Naw go laba laba and a chat pure phart
I'll get straight to the point like a arrow or a dart
Come lay down in my jacuzzi and get some bubble bath
Only sound you will here is the beating of my heart
And we will mmm mmm (kiss) and have some sweet pillow talk
I'm

[CHORUS]

Shaggie
Boombastic

"Pittsbird" Clap tracks line the spaces places papers people stack

Pittsbird $45.00
Original
Mixed Media on wood
with vintage map








The map on this artwork feels like an electrical storm to me.
What I love so much about maps is that they have such expression...
such emotion when applied to artwork.
They give something to the art that my hand doesn't. That's why
I use them. I'm obsessed with them. I love the way they feel, smell; some more than others...just like people.

I made this artwork before and gave it away to someone who said they liked it. I pretended it was a door prize. I wanted to make it again and give the scone bird the opportunity to know what it feels like to be in a shop without scones. Maybe it will lose some weight.

A note on travel (re: maps) like weight...travel lets you lessen your load quiet often. Living simply. I don't (never really have) want for material things...although man I'd love an Audi r8 and if I got rich off my art I'd buy one. No shame...however I won't make an effort to ditch my social and moral standings to get one. I'd also let all my friends and local teenagers drive it for fun. It's an r8. hello.
I made a dream board last night. It listed my goals. Current and future. After I wrote everything down I realized how attainable they all were. Magazine cover. To be published. To have a fenced in yard. Money for vet appointments. etc...maybe a new scarf to hide the paint on my tshirts when I go out in public...but I'd rather learn to knit.

This artwork shows simplicity...let the earth and travel electrify you!

A song...to allow you to continue quietly into your afternoon.

Beastie Boys
Electrify

Words comin forth like water from the tap
Clap tracks line the spaces places papers people stack
Back track through the minutes when the thoughts went insane
I pulled the picture off the cover and blew out the mind games
People say this is the playlist of the void non-bound
But I can say this is the plainness of the peace I've found
It's not the sorrow or the pity that we hope to dismantle
It's the cast of past dice lighting both ends of the candles
Scandelescent in the means I have dreamed on the schemes
Reunited in the times of such picturesque scenes
Can I get a witness to testify
Open your eyes realize electrify

So I plan and I scam and write it off on my taxes
It's times like these I'll just go with the decisions of the masses
And to the crowds who've come before with their profit massing ways
To the greed that fucked it up and brought it down to today
With pain I stand sane and remain holding strong
Whilst all around me those who clowned me are now drowning by the throngs
It's illogical the actions that are typically displayed
A set back ain't all that much problem to invade
So I will glow like a lantern on a new moon night
I'll fight violence with these hands that weren't built to fight
But like a furnace burning coal my goals are bound to burn in flames
Whether achieved or dismantled by the agendas displayed
Can I get a witness to testify?
Open your eyes realize electrify

I smash this verse, then I swag and surf

Surf Days $55.00
Mixed Media on Wood
House Paint and Charcoal


















Surf Days is a revisited artwork like Contemplation VI is. When I first started to work on artworks that I thought would be "sell-able" I wanted to create that one figurative image that makes you feel like you are at the beach. Something that everyone could relate to with out it being too over the top. No holding hands..but still a closeness that shows comfort. Familiarity. Like your paddling out with your best friend. Respect.

It's what I love most about this piece. That moment where to two charcoal lines come close to connecting. As an artist...Charcoal isn't always on the same line as you...the charcoal that I prefer is so thin that it snaps about every 3rd line I make. I try to flow my lines into one movement like Matisse did. I love the idea of expressing emotion or the idea of something with one line. It's amazing when it works.

Its like music.

Which brings me to the closer.

The Clash
Charlie Don't Surf

Charlie don't surf and we think he should
Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good
Charlie don't surf for his hamburger mama
Charlie's gonna be a napalm star

Everybody wants to rule the world
must be something we get from birth
one truth is we never learn
satellites will make space burn

We been told to keep the strangers out
we don't like 'em starting to hang about
we don't like 'em over town
across the world we're gonna blow 'em down

The reign of the superpowers must be over
so many armies can't free the earth
soon the rock will roll over
Africa is choking on their coca-colas

Charlie don't surf and we think he should
Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good
Charlie don't surf for his hamburger mama
Charlie's gonna be a napalm star

There's a one-way street in a one horse town
a lot of one way people starting to brag around
you can laugh, put 'em down
these one way people gonna mow us down

Gung ho gung ho

Contempation VI

Contemplation VI $75.00
Original Mixed Media on Wood
House paint and charcoal














Contemplation VI is a repeated image that I do for each show; though different each time. She is pensive. Contemplative. Sometimes her head is forward, often to the side. She is one of the only images I do with a face. Never the same face. Never the same girl...
I love the way the figure fills the space. Normally I don't put a foot in but I wanted to see how the image would change if I pulled it from edge to edge. I think it works.
In the entire collection of 6 (all except this one have sold...most to the same person.) there is one hand (owned by Jamie Kelly) and now...one foot.

The knots in the wood always appear in the shoulder of the Contemplation Series. There is also one in the elbow of VI. The wood is the basis of the story, it is where the figure often emerges from.

I like the ever changing...but similar idea of this piece and hope to continue doing more repeated yet evolving pieces...especially the one's my collectors love and relate to.

I just painted my black hole...blue "Circles Again" Solo Artist Exhibition

Talula Love Bottoms by M. Pappano
"Circles Again"
Solo Artist Exhibition
Red Star
North Carolina















"Circles Again" is inspired by...think hard. Circles.
1
a : ring, halo
b : a closed plane curve every point of which is equidistant from a fixed point within the curve
c : the plane surface bounded by such a curve
2 :archaic : the orbit of a celestial body
3 : something in the form of a circle or section of a circle: as
a : diadem
b : an instrument of astronomical observation the graduated limb of which consists of an entire circle
c : a balcony or tier of seats in a theater
d : a circle formed on the surface of a sphere by the intersection of a plane that passes through it
e : rotary 2
4 : an area of action or influence : realm
5
a : cycle, round
b : fallacious reasoning in which something to be demonstrated is covertly assumed
6 : a group of persons sharing a common interest or revolving about a common center
7 : a territorial or administrative division or district
8 : a curving side street

The body of work evolved from 1. my obsession with black holes..thus my new coined term "I just painted my black hole...blue". The ability to symbolically apply these "holes" aka "circles" into my art. 2. The actual symbolism as read above in the circle specifically 6 : a group of persons sharing a common interest or revolving about a common center and 3. when discussing what to title this collection "circles" popped into my head and (as always)...the Tori Amos song titled "Cloud on my Tongue"(s) lyrics "Circles and Circles and Circles Again" kept repeating over and over. As well as the IRONIC fact that the location of the exhibition is spun right off of a circle...the poorly engineered thing that you drive around and pray (this is where the a : ring, halo might apply) that you don't crash.

I seriously thought I left my circles in Jersey.

Tori Amos
Cloud on my Tongue

Someone's knockin on my kitchen door
Leave the wood outside
What all the girls here are freezing cold
Leave me with your Borneo
I don't need much to keep me warm

Don't stop now what you're doin
What you're goin my ugly one
Bring them all here
Hard to hide a hundred girls in your hair
It won't be fair if I hate her
If I ate her you can go now

You're already in there
I'll be wearing your tattoo
You're already in there

Got a cloud sleeping on my tongue
He goes then it goes and kiss the violets
As they're waking up

Leave me with your Borneo
Leave me the way I was before

You're already in there
I'll be wearing your tattoo
I'm already in
Circles and circles and circles again
The girl's in

Someone's knockin on my kitchen door
Leave the wood outside
What all the girls here are freezing cold

You can go now

You're already in there
I'll be wearing you tattoo
You're already in there
Thought I was over the bridge now
I'm already in
Circles and circles and circles again
The girl's in
Circles and circles
Got to stop spinning
Circles and circles and circles again
Thought I was over the bridge now

Steam punk and a latte please oh...and $200 to buy this art for Talula. Thanks.

Artwork by Jason Strutz

I want this I want this I want this I want this I want this I want this

Every now and again and artwork gets inside my skin. As soon I saw this artwork it sucked me into its soul. I must find a way to own it...it being the original.


It tells my story.
Floating.
The animals are in control.
Travel.
Fearless adventure.
Grit.

Heart in ropes. Tide down. Not available.

So, there's this great gallery cafe around town called Davenport & Winkleperry. Is one of those places that you walk into and it's an ahhhhhh ha! moment. Progressive. Edgy. Unique. Has instant presence...performance art and really good energy. Check out the website and like it on facebook. Some of the best art I've seen in a long time. Lot's of steam punk and arms...clocks and keys...coffee..games, art night, knitting night, music, comedy...you name it is the fun house of fun houses. It makes me excited about being here and being active and present in my work. Being inspired by others is so important to me that I'm stoked to promote this fine establishment and as soon as I have an extra $200.00 I will be a paying patron...until then I have to find out a way to sabotage anyone else from purchasing this piece. It's Chaos and Orange behind the wheel. So in love with it!!!!! Thank you Jason for being an amazing artist!!!

Some links to visit:
http://www.davenportandwinkleperry.com/

http://strutzillustration.com/illustration-portfolio