Stage 1. Past Relationship: Framed in white, shards of our work remain as we have always executed them; true works of art and nothing less. We gave everything to this place; hot cans in the summer, cold sweat in the winter, cuts and bruises, dirt and grime, and whole albums of memories, music, and lungs of dusted color. The top and bottom frames contain paint chips from individual pieces we’ve painted together, and meeting in the middle frame are chips from works which have brought us closer together in a multitude of ways; the first wall we killed together, meeting Nice1, those nights.., buffing… We worked from the outside in, Casa made us stronger.
Stage 2. Newness: The under light illuminates through transparent panes, engulfing the paint chips into an overpowering silhouette: this light immerses the color of each chip into the shadows, removing their identity from the walls and eliminating any memory for future generations. Rebirth and cleanliness will be the new face of Count Casa, and will never be the same to us again. It will never hold the same glory, the walls will never be as challenging, and she will never be seen in the same light.
Stage 3. Memory: The ‘memory’ of the old Casa retaliates, and with one last dying breath crawls through and beneath the paint chips. Having this glow of our Hearts imbedded within her walls, it eventually dies out with time. It shines not as bright as previously, but is more mysterious, making the viewer want to strip away at the paint chips to reveal the true wall once again. We will always have the memory of Count Casa in our Hearts, and never let that memory go until the day we die. In the summer we thrived there, and in the winter we froze there; painting, having Heart to Heart talks, bringing girls there, throwing rocks at fucking trains. It was our second home and nothing will take that from us.
Raw Esoteric(R.I.P. Count Casa)
March 5, 2012
Framed paint chips
(Thanks to A. Marpo for the photos!)
(Thanks to A. Marpo for the photos!)
This was given to my best friend, David..probably THE most sentimental piece i've created yet.. This was his Christmas gift(i told you i'd finish it!), and if you don't recall i've made a couple previous posts about this guy//
..anyways, i've been holding onto that frame since August 2010, so it's been a while. and i've always had ideas with what to do with it but this just hit me one day..i HAD to make this, and i did! i just wish it didn't click earlier with what kind of lights to use(i tend to over think).. gorgeous nonetheless, something that captures the grime and beauty of our second home, and the transition of such history. i'd rather no one else have this piece than David, we hit bumps, shit goes down, but we still love each other and keep each other movin through life. Merry Christmas David.
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