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ARTIST'S STATEMENT: I want my artwork to comfort the afflicted and to afflict the comfortable. I want it to shed light and call attention to beauty, coherence, and unity; and, I want it to cast doubt on falsehoods, oversimplifications, and absurdities. I’d like to be instrumental in deepening our awareness and appreciation of the fullness of life, including its complexities, ambiguities, and paradoxes. I draw and paint on an iPad with an Apple Pencil or my fingers using a variety of drawing/painting apps; although, I still work in wood and clay as well. iPads are portable and versatile, require little set up, and there’s no clean up. They’re the perfect medium for what I do. I can quickly convert ideas into illustrations and share them or time-lapse videos of them on social media. I can also prepare the images for printing on metal, paper, and canvas surfaces in a variety of sizes. BIOGRAPHY: Paul Longo has lived a relatively unconventional life. In his youth, he plowed through dyslexia (before teachers had ever heard of it) and learned that there is, indeed, more than meets the eye. In college, he read Don Quijote in Spanish for the first time and discovered an interest in anthropology. He went on to complete 3 graduate degrees and has lived and worked in 7 countries and 9 states since then. Paul has taught anthropology, education, Spanish, research and evaluation methods, and ESL at 6 different universities. These days he teaches digital art to adults with developmental disabilities and non-credit ESL to adults at a local community college. Paul was also a Benedictine monk and lived in a monastery for nearly 8 years, until he met and married his wife. Together they were survivors of Hurricane Katrina as residents of New Orleans. But it was not until 2013, while living in a downtown loft in Des Moines, Iowa, that Paul complained to his wife, a CIO in higher education, about not having either a basement or a garage in which to make art. A few days later she gave Paul her old iPad with an installed drawing app and said, “here’s a studio for your lap.” Since then, not only have iPads become larger and more powerful, but the number of drawing and painting apps has increased and each one offers a unique set of features to create original artwork. Nowadays, Paul takes his "studio” everywhere he goes. Throughout his eclectic journey, Paul has created and shared his art to make sense of the world, to give voice to new identities and experiences, and to engage more intentionally with others. To view more of Paul Longo’s works, digital and otherwise, visit his social media sites: www.portfoliolongo.com, twitter, YouTube, Instagram: @plongeaux, Facebook: Paul J. Longo

autorretrato

Who else besides yourself can you get to sit still long enough for a portrait?

Tail End at the End of the Day

Yesterday evening Annyth and I, each of us with a glass of wine, sat out on the deck of our rental listening to the birds as they sang the day to a close. I had my iPad. Before night fell and lightning bugs began appearing, this is what I could see through the deck’s railings:

tail end

Kitty Lane

Allen Weisselberg: MAGA Archetype

To one degree or another, every MAGA Republican is Allen Weisselberg.

Twilight Zone: Georgia, District 14

Don’t ask me why I wanted to paint her, but once I did, I thought I’d run the freehand, Sketch Club image through PhotoSpeak to make it even creepier. Go ahead, click.

Here’s the image itself.

6 Months Till Election 2024

…and we’re entering the full-throttle-BS stage.
“The real opposition is the media. And the way to deal with them is to flood the zone with shit.” Steve Bannon

Reference: That’s the Bannon business model: Flood the zone. Stink up the joint. As Jonathan Rauch once said, citing Bannon’s infamous quote, “This is not about persuasion: This is about disorientation.” [SOURCE]

(See fire-hydrant-related posts.)

…and call me in the morning.

Here in Athens, Ohio, naturally, you’ll find the Cannabis Museum. Please take a good, long look at the Museum’s website in case you’re unfamiliar with or interested in learning more about the artistic, historic, medical, and industrial uses of cannabis…especially prior to 1937, when sadly, fear, ignorance, and greed vilified and marginalized this lucrative and self-sustaining venture. Here’s yet another similar museum in Barcelona, Spain (Catalonia), where you’ll find the photo reference I used  to paint (freehand) the vintage-looking medicine bottle using my iPad Pro, an Apple Pencil, the Sketch Club app, and a tweak or two in iColorama.

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I’m intrigued by the amber-colored, old-fashioned medicine bottles; and by the way, the Cannabis Museum in Athens, Ohio has a ton of these artifacts! Here’s just a glimpse of the ever-evolving exhibits. Check it out. When you do, you’ll see first hand that this story didn’t end in 1937; far from it! There is a promising future thanks to the vision, competence, and creativity of folks of all ages and from all walks of life.

Larry David and Bernie Sanders: Eclipse Day 04-08-24

non-dualistic saturation

Back when I was in high school in the early 1970s I bought a book on meditation for some unknown reason. In bed that night I started skimming the book, reading a few pages here and there. I randomly found an exercise instructing me to pay attention to sights and sounds. So I put down the book and looked out the screened window at a street light on a telephone pole located about halfway between my window and the small, fence-making factory just beyond the alley, the row of houses, and the railroad tracks behind our house. For a brief moment my very own view shed and sound shed seemed unfamiliar to me. I noticed the constant factory noise, which I had learned how to ignore long before. Guests and visitors would ask us how we put up with that noise, and we’d say, what noise? I heard it that night. Then there was the street light. I noticed that from my bed I could see the light, and if i relaxed my eyes, I could see the mesh of the screen against a blurry but bright backdrop. I remember alternating between either seeing the street light or seeing the screen mesh, but I couldn’t see them both clearly at the same time; except for that one fleeting moment in which I either saw them both at the same time or imagined seeing them both at the same time. By this time I was coming to, returning to my regularly scheduled programs. I closed the book thinking to myself, well that went nowhere. I set the book aside along with the others on different subjects that I had left unfinished. Funny, isn’t it? I think I was momentarily meditating from the inside out and outside in, and I didn’t even know it; but, how come I remember it? I think I accidentally bumped into now then.

non dualistic saturation