[ ON FALLING IN LOVE. ]
they say when you fall in love, you initially lived life well and happily, but when when you meet someone special, you cant imagine life without them. i never had that feeling before until this past year. totally fell in love, like… inside an inflatable-jumping-house-filled-with-pink-hearts, love. and its teaching.
i can barely say im a teacher — i work part time and i dont change any aspect of myself to look professional with my students. i tell them, im not god, im just someone who graduated art school two years ago and has done fairly well post college (i look awesome on paper.) im just trying to help, they dont have to listen, im just letting them know what works for me. and surprisingly, not only do they listen, but they respect me. pretty crazy in my book.
i teach at a portfolio school called visual 21 — i teach at la crescenta on wednesdays and koreatown on saturdays. i also work for ehjah kang art studio in northridge on thursdays and saturdays… saturdays are my busiest days because i have to teach at northridge 945am - 230pm, and then im off to koreatown to teach 430pm - 730. students range location to location. the youngest student i had at visual 21 was fourteen, and the eldest was twenty eight. at northrdige, my saturday morning classes are mixed, i have children’s general art (ages four to fourteen) and portfolio classes (about fourteen to seventeen.) ejah kang of ejah kang studios is phenomenal, she is such a sweetheart and i love her to death. im so glad i get to work with her because its really hard to be in a bad mood around her… shes very sunshine-y. english is her second language and i think we have difficulty understanding each other, but we crack eachother up. i told her, where have you been all my life?? i feel like we should’ve been friends a long time ago! so rockin. below is a picture of ehjah and one of my general art class students.
the funniest thing about being with ehjah, we pretty much have the same name. ehjah is pronounced asia… so when any of the kids say “ejah/asia” or “teacher” … its pretty much the same thing.
im not gonna lie, the pay is part time and doesnt really help pay my rent — i make the same amount of teaching during one week of work vs one night doing promo, which is frustrating, but we do things for love, now huh? hehe.
[ MY NEXT MOVE. ]
automotive art:
ive decided that i love my life right now… but i think i want to expand on auto art. i think i have very close ties with the market, i just need a portfolio and an audience. the jones edition engine cover was a smash hit, and i really want to tap into making more things like that. i really want to tear that ish up!
[ apparel. ]
i think my new dream is my apparel line.. once the trademark goes through i will tell people more about it but the name is super cool hahahaha! until then, some of the graphic deisgns i made for thunder lizard studios:
[ gallery ]
CRAP!!! it just occured to me i have a painting due for the hive gallery! their hiveland anniversery show is coming up and i didnt start! this exact same situation happened a month ago… UGH oh my god i have a solo show in june, berekely, ca…. pueblo nuevoooo!!!!! i didnt really start my new paintings… maybe ill put some things on pause so i can crank some stuff out… gah!!! hahahaha
[ ME IN RANDOM PLACES. ]
im on gangsta-original.com under brian’s photography section. this was actually not a shoot, but after a long day in vegas and i got snacky. but the photo looks good ha. i also completely forgot that terada used me in his myspace profile background… pretty cool. the nex picture is a poster i made for the guys when i went to the first taping — it says “your mom loves quest” and has all the guys looking stupid.. hahahaha
alright this next image has nothing to do with me but i thought it was the cutest fan art i have ever seen for quest crew: i saw it on myspace and i laughed really hard…
left to right: brian, feng, steve, hok, victor, dom, ryan.
anywho, thats my life! and i wouldnt have it any other way
female + gemini + hippie artist = 3 types of crazy = you lose. like an asian version of frida kahlo minus the old balls cheating husband .