Monday, April 28, 2014

The Skeleton Men: The Bonesetter's Revenge, Book 3 (Revised Table of Contents)




The Skeleton Men
The Bonesetter's Revenge, Book3
Revised Table of Contents (V2)


Available 2015.


PROLOGUE: THE SPINE

Step7_The Bitter Asylum
1. The Gravekeeper
2. The Dawn Patrol
3. The Warden
4. The Oublier
5. The Priest
6. The Chambermaid
7. The Headsman
8. The Sunken Queen

Step8_The Skylight Eyes
9. The Paladin
10. The Alchemist
11. The Keymaster
12. The Archer
13. The Star Architect
14. The Imagineer
15. The Gargoyle
16. The Vizier

Step9_The Bloodletting of Heaven
17. The Dusk Patrol
18. The First Knight
19. The Seemstress
20. The Leech
21. The Lord of the Fall
22. The Caste Away
23. The Prince
24. The Cyng

EPILOGUE: THE SKELETON MEN

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

The Serenity Gallery (An Artrovert Blog)




The Serenity Gallery
An Artrovert Blog

se·ren·i·ty  [suh-ren-i-tee] 
noun, plural se·ren·i·ties 
1. the state or quality of being serene, calm, or tranquil; sereneness.
2. ( usually initial capital letter ) a title of honor, respect, or reverence, used in speaking of or to certain members of royalty (usually preceded by his, your,  etc.).

For years, I have worked with musicians and artists that, while talented, lack focus on production and the discipline to make work available to their audience. Often, I would show up at shows of a band that I really liked, only to discover that they had no material available on site; even worse, they had nothing to offer via a formalized web or social presence to a consumer. A few years ago, I contacted my favorite cover artist to get prints of his works, and he had no established process by which I could plaster my walls with his stunning art.

I realized that I needed a different, more streamlined and professional approach, if I wanted to be taken seriously.

As an artist, if you're not showing your work, you are working for yourself, and probably will never find an audience. It is my target that someday my art and product and brand gains global and financial traction, to where I can spend more time doing what I love--producing art. Thus, I found it imperative to my artistic goals to develop a formalized, structured, posterized set of my works that I could make available to interested consumers, fans, family members, frenemies. Not only did it give me a sort of artistic relevance, it gave me a framework to deliver high-quality Sere product to the people that want it.

My primary goal as an artist isn't sales, but I'd be lying if I didn't admit that "artistic financial independence" is in the Top 5 of what I'm trying to accomplish. I don't want to be rich, just comfortable enough to work on the multitude of projects I have to complete before my clock runs out--and to do it under my terms.

I don't expect that I will ever retire, but it is necessary to continue to inspire, and be inspired.

The Serenity Gallery is the formalized, professional presentation of my works, built for the walls of people that care and to showcase my diverse talent (and the talent of artists that I partner with or represent), covering both the synonym and the antonym side of the word. The title itself is a play on my pseudonym (SERE), but also represents the different shades of my art--sometimes dark, sometimes beautiful, sometimes mysterious, sometimes wicked, sometimes peaceful and sometimes challenging. Serenity is a process, not a destination.

Someday, select Gallery pieces will hang in my own Professional Gallery. Select Serenity Gallery art is also featured in my books, and other digital spaces, though often not as polished in presentation.

I have built the Serenity Gallery into volumes. Each Volume contains a specific theme or story of my photography or art. Each Serenity Gallery picture is tagged with a 5-digit number that identifies the Volume that the picture falls into (by 3-digit code), and the picture number in that set (by 2-digit code). Each Volume will only hold 99 pictures, and the Gallery will never contain more than 999 Volumes (I don't have enough human time to build out that much visual content).

For future reference, here are the details around my Serenity Gallery Volumes, including the working titles of each Volume. Each volume tells a specific visual story, represents a style or specific Artemis Sere project or offers prints of other artist's works that are in my gallery (for instance, the unreleased, upcoming Huebner Masters, Volume 019)

001. The Fall Of Autumn
002. The Scures
003  Fine Art
004  Artefacts
005  Ghosts
006  Beheld By Hell
007  This Unstill Life
008  Idyll
009  United States of Madness
010  Abstracts
011  Black and Whites
012  Land of the Lost
013  Fetch
014  Empiricals
015  The Levity
016  Obscurious
017  Flora
018  Land of Ten Thousand
019  The Huebner Masters

To see the current works available in my Serenity Gallery, take a look at this slideshow, or visit:




Saturday, April 19, 2014

Perseverance (An Artrovert Blog)



Perseverance
An Artrovert Blog


"Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attained." (Curie)

I feel the drift these days. Friends, once true and close, distanced. Family disconnected with the artist that I've become, unaware and unsure of who I am becoming as a human or other. I feel outside of society, outside of the circles that root me as human. The past is a story mined for content; the present is an earthquake plain with constant eruptions and fault chasms; the future, a fog without shore or visible sun.

Years ago, I set out to become the best artist that I could, the best artist that I have ever known or seen. I wanted to move people. To be an inspiration. To power my own evolution. To prove that artistic action is better than flowery language and pomposity and superfluousity. Artist became the reprogramming that I needed to heal, to find my path and voice and confidence. I was gifted Art upon birth, even though the skills and talent and identity has varied in focus over my existence.

Time continues to retool my artistic machine, tweak the engine based on failures in the human mechanics. Even now, my voice and style and approach continue to change based on the scars and the screams.

The ironic result of finding path and voice is that it pushes you further away from people. The louder you talk, the less people listen. The more you create, the less interested they become. The more you evolve, the less perfect and present you are to society. At a certain point, the artist is taken for granted, and only judged by what he/she can provide to an individual, and whether or not the voice is in line with personal belief.

I really have heard it all over the last seven years of being an artist. The praise. The excuses. The claims of false support. To commit to being an artist in act of selfishness, so I am no different than anyone else. Time and energy fall back to what is my core focus. In the end, the passion of people around my product and practice is not something I can control. No matter how much I push engagement, partner with people, make friends, lose friends and make enemies, connect, collaborate, co-dream, and drive this red-lined cycle toward an unsure destination, I wonder if my gift is really worth it.

Is it worth the loneliness?
Is it worth the abandonment?
Is it worth the desolation?
Is it worth the long walks alone in contemplation?
Is it worth the struggle,
the turbulent faith that people have in my art,
my inability to find and hold onto advocates for Artemis Sere,
the inconsistent interest of people toward my creation,
a brimming ambivalence toward
who I am
what I stand for
the gift that I offer to this broken race.

Perseverance is a "steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., especially in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement." Where does perseverance come from when you stand alone, when you have no mythology to give you structure and help your balance, when you have no confidants or consultants or caregivers, and when you have no shelter against the union of storms that deluge your life?

How do you maintain the value of your gift in the face of difficulties, obstacles or discouragement? If your gift is too heavy or caustic or costly for the human race, should you cling to it?

Fundamentally, every artist is a human. Every artist sacrifices his or her resources and life to call a voice, chase a vision, change culture, make a statement. An artist could sacrifice his/her whole life for the dire craft, and never move the needle, affect another life or be remembered. Time is not returned at the end of the process for an artist. All that remains at the end of an artist's life is his or her creations, and the legacy of wisdom and willpower he/she leaves for the world, a story left to be assembled through a lifetime of pieces of paper, canvas and pixel, swallowed quickly by the vast sands of time. For many artists these days, immortality exists as an entry in Quoteland, or Wikipedia, or captured in Memes that crisscross our Gorilla glass.

Do we persevere, only to be forgotten or replaced by a mythology of ourselves? Does an artist even really exist as a human these days?

Should we?

The Artist is the last defense against the artificial intelligence wave, where we compromise our core for a longer physical timeline and a buffered existence. Creativity is the final frontier, beyond the edges of the expanding desert of ignorance and blended and bound human intelligence. This fight for confidence and voice is one that has been repeated by artists throughout time, but as the human condition changes, as intelligence becomes byted and our society changes with the digitization of humanity, the drive to rise above seems necessary, vital and important,

now, more than ever.