Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Oil and Mixed Media on Canvas
18"x24"
2010
Jason J. Loya
Sunday, July 05, 2009
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Oil on Carved Wood
18"x24"
2008 Jason J. Loya
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
This is a project in the works. I wanted to share it in this phase because I think it's interesting. It's a drawing that I did on a piece of wood with a power drill. Next I'll paint on it perhaps. It's 18"x24"
Monday, November 03, 2008
Molars
Oil, Denim, Ink, String, Pastel, Graphite on Canvas
18"x24"
2008 Jason J. Loya
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Tired, tired world...
Jaded, faded, sickly sound
Of lonely voices in a crowd--
The halls of possibility
Crowded with profanity
And jealousy deliberately
Feeds on our disguise.
Tired, tired world...
Mired by the whirl
Of nonchalant misgivings
And contaminated pride
As overdosed necessity
Bleeds our hearts until we're dry
And stoic substitution
Sterilizes passion,
Gently carving out what was inside.
Tired, tired world...
Independent meaning
In an isolated mind--
Room for warmth and wonder
Narrowed to a slice
Proportionate to desire
Or a sparkle in the eye
And lost on empty windows
And limited by sight,
Frivolous assumptions,
And complicated lies...
Waive our own humanity
And sever the ties that bind
And hide inside ourselves
And create our own outside,
Exclusively inclusive
Of whatever we don't deny--
Self contained societies
With artificial skies
Locked away in solitude,
Drifting silently through time--
Secure in our fragility,
Convinced of our virility
In a tired, tired world
As everything passes by...
Good night.
©Copyright 2008 Jason J. Loya
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
A New Space
Digital Photo
©Copyright 2008 Jason Loya
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Not So Skinny
Mixed Media on Paper
©Copyright 2008 Jason J. Loya
Saturday, July 05, 2008
Best Laid Plans
Oil on Canvas
18"x24"
2008
Jason J. Loya
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Four new drawings:
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
©Copyright 2007 Jason Loya
Ink and Pencil on Paper
Monday, October 15, 2007
I meditate on
The silent, silent sound;
The sexual spiritual
Semblance of a man--
The sound that echoes reason,
Treason,
Disease, and all that feeds
On emptiness and endlessness
And ceaseless busyness--
And somewhere in the din
Behind the howling wind,
A gentle warming breeze
Whispers quietly
The simple secret:
be
And it's clouded by the noise
Once again...
©Copyright 2007 Jason J. Loya
Note: This is my 100th post. I have had this blog since January 2, 2005.
