Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Sack


This is a drawing that I did on my apartment's bedroom wall with a pencil. I plan to paint over it with blue paint so it will not exist in reality for very long. It's not a masterpiece but it came from the dark recesses of my mind and I thought I'd share.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

One Word Said

©Copyright 1996 Jason J. Loya

I did this piece when I was about 18 years old. It is made of acrylic paint and paper towels. Best when viewed while listening to Metallica's Shortest Straw.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

A Bit of Darkness...











Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Noise: Scene 7 -- Inside



Written, Directed, Edited, and Shot by Jason J. Loya
Starring: Joshua Loya & Maddy Brener
Hair and Makeup by Erika Larrondo
Gaffer: Robyn Gorgos
Locations: Lindy Loya

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Dollhouse

Dollhouse

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Written, Directed, Edited, and Shot by Jason J. Loya
Starring: Katy Boggio & Tim Smith
Hair and Makeup by Erika Larrondo

Friday, March 03, 2006

Mountains

Oil on canvas; 30"x40"

This is a painting that I did for my mom in 2003. It is actually one of a very few paintings that I have done explicitly for someone else. She loves the montains and one day handed me a newspaper with a picture of the Angeles Crest Mountains at sunrise. It was a very simple four tone silhouette picture and she handed it to me saying jokingly, "why don't you paint this for me?" She knows that I am not a landscape artist and in fact she is not a big fan of my modern style. So I secretly painted it for her over the course of three months and gave it to her for Christmas. I took the simple silhouette and added my own flavor, giving it the soul that my mom so loves about her mountains - the light changing qualities, the mood changing qualities, the peace and serenity of the Mountains.

Monday, February 27, 2006

More about Hand Made Hole

I received an interesting and very negative comment about the piece shown below and thought I'd clarify. It has been mistaken twice for an attempt at surrealism which is odd because it is not even a painting. It is a mixed media abstract conceptual piece using rubber bands and various other media. I do have a few pieces in my collection that are more surreal. Over the course of my twelve plus years as a painter, I've dabbled in various styles and media - of course always with the purpose of challenging myself to grow and enrich my expression. In any case, I have always done whatever comes to me and have been quite successful with that approach. In this case, Hand Made Hole is an expression of the pain and confusion surounding some very personal events in my life including the sudden destruction of my marriage and the chaos and agony that followed. It is in no way under the sun even remotely surreal. I appreciate all comments on my work but appreciate it even more if you take the time to view several pieces before jumping to any conclusions about me as an artist. My work is uniquely varied in style and it therefore takes a close look at more than just one painting to understand what I do. Thank you for visiting!

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Hand Made Hole





©Copyright 2006 Jason J. Loya
Mixed Media on Canvas
36"x36"



This piece is made of rubber bands and pieces of torns up drawings that brought back bad memories...oh yes -- and a hand made hole. It has to do with self-inflicted pain, relationships, and interconnectivity.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Portrait of Treachery


Pastel and Pencil on Paper
11"x14"
©Copyright 2005 Jason J. Loya

Traumatism


Pastel on Paper
11"x14"
©Copyright 2005 Jason J. Loya

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

The Door in the Dark

Open the door in the dark.....

And in a terrible sigh
The plants they wither and die
Without a heart made of rocks
You wander endlessly lost

Light in a box
Window of frost

Exhaust.....

Fires burn faster in wide open places --
Sing for the bellowing
Cry of the dazed
Hypnotic murmuring making complacent
Hours and eons
Hint at the faintest
Sight of forever encapsulated
In laces

And fade.....

So went the turn of the times
Long gone and drifting through life
All that you know is a fly
On a wall ready to die

So you cry...

And the door closed for an age.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

SALES JOB


Collage and spoons on canvas
36"x48"
©Copyright 2004 Jason J. Loya



I have been hesitant to post this piece because it is best viewed in person. While this simple fact goes for all fine art, it is particularly important in this case. In Sales Job, the art is in the details. At first glance, the piece almost always provokes the very reaction that I had hoped it would. It is only upon close examination that the truth of the piece is revealed. The spoons have been positioned in exactly the shape of the most standard 3:4, 27" television. They are collaged with articles on human struggle and/or suffering. My studies of media and awareness of their strategies, goals, and perceptions of you (the audience) have served as a foundation for this piece. Please take the time to take a closer look at this collage. The subject matter is one that I take very seriously and feel particularly passionate about.....And to those who only look for a moment or two - ENJOY!! :-D

Saturday, August 06, 2005

A Time in My Life

This is a time in my life
A time in my life

This is a fly on a knife
A worm with a wife

This is the time of my life
This time the timing is right

What looks like water is dry
Sellable pride
Stay out and hide
Just don't go inside

I lied -------------

And the floor fell through the roof
And the medicine hides the truth

...All in one room.



©Copyright 2004 Jason J. Loya

Friday, August 05, 2005

Dirty Wings

©Copyright 1997 Jason J. Loya


This painting comes from a period in my life when I was unsure of many things. Life can be scary and confusing for a nineteen year old. This and other paintings at the time represent a dark period in my work when I used the medium to explore creative space that is hard to find when looking but easy to tap when present.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

The Letter "F"

The Letter
The Letter "F"
Originally uploaded by photo junkie.
Ok - so here's my greatest piece ever created... yeah - just kidding. It's just a random sketch but I thought I'd share. It's calld The Letter F. Let me know what you think...about this one or any one on the site. Thanks!

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Undue Guilt


©Copyright 2005 Jason J. Loya


This is my latest creation. It is a piece which took me in a new direction altogether. It contains over 600 feet of string and 6-7 entire large tubes of oil paint (white, unbleached white, and black only). It took about three months to complete as the layering of string and paint took care and precision. The appearance of this piece varies, depending on the angle, intensity, and type of light in which it is viewed. This creates a contrast between the smoother, lighter areas and the deeper areas of dark shadow...constricted, layered permanence... It is extraordinarily heavy for its size.


Oil, string, and newspaper on canvas with twine and charcoal powder

24"x30"

Tuesday, July 05, 2005


I did this in 1995 while still in high school. It remains one of my personal favorites after all these years. It represents to me a spirit of harmony in raw impulse which has been difficult for me to duplicate since I did this painting.

Mixed media on cardboard
16"x20"


©Copyright 1995 Jason J. Loya

Untitled


Untitled
©Copyright 1997 Jason J. Loya

This is a piece that I painted in 1997. It was a rough time in my life...

Acrylic on canvas
16"x20"

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Termites!

©Copyright 2002 Jason J. Loya


This is a painting that I did in 2002.
Acrylic on canvas
24"x30"

Sunday, May 15, 2005

Repression

Had a thought
But never bothered
To unleash the
Madness on her
Would she leave or
Bleed me sober
Would it be
The debt I've owed her
That'd become a
Conscious cloaking
For the melancholy moaning
Or her timely
Grin bestowing
On my chemical disowning
Prisoner impassioned rapture
Wouldn't have or
Have to have her
Beg and plead
Disaster comforts
When the nature of the beast
Comes to terms with its disease.

©Copyright 2005 Jason J. Loya