Namaste’!

I am an artist I am told. More so by others than myself, but I do admit I am not following the same path as “normal” people take. What is normal anyway? Not anybody. So by that very argument…. we are ALL artists. I just happen to claim it as a way to make a living. Some consider me lucky, and I consider myself practiced. Some say I am goofy, I say art careers take more intelligence and patience than they know.

I have put this website together myself so please be patient with the continual updates. I have found in my experience that the beats of art are always changing, so I am forced to dance to the same drum. I have many more murals to paint so do return often to see new work and films about those works. I have paintings from Boston to Flagstaff. Hundreds of paintings have been completed in my 17 years of painting. I plan to make hundreds more. 

Below you will find my blog with thoughts and updates about my adventures. Feel free to comment or ask any questions.

Please do explore as many pages as possible, find some prints or paintings to purchase, and let me know what you think.

 Michael J Mayosky

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Starting Lincoln 109

This is how a mural starts… washing it.

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My Trip to The Desert.

I recently came across the challenge to take a trip to Las Vegas and beyond to performance paint. I decided within two seconds to take that trek. And here is what happened….

My portable spinning easel ready for take off.

 

First I had the issue of bringing the spinning easel on a jetliner. I was pressed for time and packed up quickly to catch my flight in St Louis. My friend and trusted driver Jacob took the wheel while I proceeded to dismantle the easel and re-assemble it in a more compact version to meet the limitations of Delta’s size and weight requirements in the back of his van. Speeding down 55 to make the plane was not the most ideal place to be making a reliable strong easel, but I accomplished it. I was able to fit all my tools, stretcher bars, and brushes in the boundaries of the size and weight rules. Fifty pounds was the maximum wight allowed and my easel was fifty ponds on the dot. I thought it to look like a milk crate R2-D2.

 

I missed my flight by 10 seconds. Typical, but that did not falter my spirits to make it west to paint in the desert. I was able to get another ticket at no charge in first class. I like to travel in style anyway.

Painting on the Strip of Downtown Las Vegas. Photo by Josh Shaw

Once I got to the hotel room I went immediately to the dismantlement of the “flight friendly” easel to rebuild it for street use. I am sure that the guests next door had no clue what we were up to with the sawing, hammering, and construction of canvas and making the wheels fit again. I had some troubles but found all the trinkets I needed for it to work. Once it was ready I took for the streets of Vegas with my friend and photographer to feel some energy and paint with it. He took some great pictures of the experience too.

The streets of Las Vegas, Nevada are alive. Photo by Josh Shaw.

I discovered the energy of the crowds of Vegas to be almost too much, but was able to focus after I felt comfortable with the area and groove.

I have never been to Las Vegas before but have heard lots of stories. I was not disappointed.  I did not go to gamble or party to the point of shame the next sobering morning… I went to paint and feel the rush of an audience. I went to paint to feel alive and be ready for my upcoming mural projects upon my return to Springfield. I needed this adventure for my artistic flow to… well… just flow again.

There were so many people in the streets, I had some trouble maneuvering my easel through crowds at times. I bumped into several party goers in tall shoes and this in turn toppled some cans of paint and caused a spill like I had never seen before… right in the front doors of the MGM Grand on the eve of the Mayweather fight. The thousands of feet walking through the bright yellow 50 foot line of paint just made things progressively worse and that happened VERY quickly. Within a minute I knew I could do nothing to remedy the disaster. There were yellow footprints stretching across the sidewalk and immaculate lobby of this world class Casino. I was speechless.

At this moment an employee started to help me. He did not know much English  but he did give me the hint and the chance to get away before the Casino managers found the catastrophe.  I thank him for saving my painted butt. I did get away, but not without feeling terrible and amused greatly at the situation. Later I came across some street musicians who witnessed the scene when the managers found the yellow paint on the dark stone floor. It was told to me that they were NOT amused and VERY perplexed by why on Earth somebody would cause such a mess. I at least left my mark in Vegas… and they did get it cleaned before the fight by the way. I will never forget the Hispanic Maintenance worker laughing at the debacle and granting me the chance to get away and not be 86′d from Downtown Vegas. That would be bad I am told.

Chapter two of the adventure landed me not to far from Death Valley. An old friend was having his birthday party in the desert, and I knew I had to go even before I finished the phone call to Ron. My frind Josh was driving to LA and this party was “on the way”, so to speak. Did not look far on the map, but in reality, it was a mountain trip made of cliffs, dirt roads and giant potholes. Very scary, but I was loving it all.

Josh brought me as far as he could. The rental could go no further. He felt bad, but I insisted. There was nothing around, and josh was not really believing there was 1000 people out here having a great time, but I know Ron… he was having a party, and it did exist out here in the middle of the desert.

Josh left, and I was alone. not sure if I could get the last few miles without rattlesnakes and scorpions jumping on my spinning easel for a cruise.

About an hour went by of me standing in freezing and dusty winds with the sun making my lips feel terrible before I heard the sounds of a car stereo thumping down the road. It was Ron, and he found me in the middle of the Mojave Desert. Then he took me to an awesome time with people from around the country just enjoying the sites, sounds and tastes of Southern California. I painted for a bit and looked at the stars from atop a mountain called Rattlesnake Mountain.

After two days of meeting new people and hearing new stories, we headed back to Vegas. Loaded up the art, the stage, the supplies, and left not a single sign we were there besides maybe some tracks in the sand. We made it back to Vegas with a trailer with a flat tire and more solar powered lights that  have ever seen loaded in it. A successful adventure if you ask me.

I couldn’t resist the chance to pop this photo.

 

I went straight back to the streets of Las Vegas and had a blast.

My good friend Lisa took me around the sites and shared her adventures of being a ma sous at the Belagio and being a mama. We rode a roller coaster through the buildings of New York New York, drank pints in under 6 seconds. Saw art, did not gamble, roamed the streets and had awesome Chinese.

I was for sure getting my flow back. Being stuck in a little town that insists on artists being burdens has taken a tole on my inspirations. This trip was needed.

The paintings all sold. I did a total of three. One was the spirits I felt in the mountains of Cali. One was the desert sunset of the mountains by Las Vegas. the last was of a cello. I found a beautiful girl playing the streets with her violin. I had to paint with her, and a cello seemed to fit the music. I think I freaked her out at first, but once she saw the painting coming along, she was cool and was not worried about the police running us off. I made a new friend.

Now that this fleeting trip was over, I had to head back to the airport to return to Springfield. I have flown before, but this time I fell in love with the entire experience. I love to travel, and to globe trot around the world on a jet painting? Well, lets just say I found my calling again. Just one problem… I missed my plane out of Vegas. twice in one adventure… I have got to get to the airport just 10 seconds earlier. No matter, i stuck around on stand by and drew caricatures and I finally gambled… and I am not a fan. I did get to meet Snoop Lion. Had a very cool conversation about art, women, and travel. I am glad I missed my flight.

Caught the last one, and ended up in St Louis for a spell. Talked to the St Louis Symphony about painting with them later this year, and just explored St Louis some. Made it back to Springfield just before dusk and walked off the train to be face to face with my next wall to paint…. Check back on that.

Good trip huh?

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Mind’s Map, 2013

Something new and from within me right now.

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This Week’s Performance Paintings

I have had quite the week. Gearing up for The Lincoln mural project, getting the final touches on my PennyLane wall, gearing up for my trip west to paint in Vegas and in California, and two performance paintings for the UCP, and one for St Mary’s Hospital in Decatur Illinois.

A nearly completed image of a ghostly statue of the Patron Saint of Creation. Surrounded by Nature.

To start? I would like to say how hard it is to get some of these Illinoisans on board with what it takes to do my job. I am about sick of the trouble I seem to get with the attitude that my “job” is not real and just fantasy. Really? Let me start by saying I have met three Presidents, hundreds of famous whatevers, and thousands of people and hundreds of walls all over the country. My performance paintings alone have raised almost 50 thousand dollars for charities in the past ten years. So you tell me why I am made to feel like I am just goofing off?

I will get to my point… I am a real hard work driven individual. It just so happens I work for myself. And that is perfectly ligit and very much a real career. It just happens to not pay as well as some would like… and that is a direct result of the occupation of “Artist” not being taken seriously.

Rethink what an Artist is people. We are not just drugged up lazy slackers not wanting a “real” job. WE are the mirror to the societies’ sins and strengths. If I am starving? It is not because I am not working… because I assure you I am…. I would be going hungry because the world I wish to enhance? Is starving us.

I cannot speak for every artist, but I can speak for myself or the ones I know who work so much on the world at large. Stay strong Artists… we will get our cake.

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Pushing one’s self.

In the recent year, I have been putting my self into a new state of mind. Be it I was influenced by my best friend, or by my age? I have been working out and running. Something I have always loved doing, but had no company to keep the momentum going. Why the need for company? I guess it is because it just is a lot more fun when you have somebody to workout with. To push you harder, and to keep the motivation going. The Universe made us to need each other sometimes. It is just nicer to have somebody around.

So the FitClub of Springfield has taken me under their wing. To rebuild me for my huge walls coming this summer. After I fell two stories and broke my arm? I knew that very moment it snapped, I needed to pick up the game. To make my wee little body stronger.

I am four months in at a moderate pace for my workout schedule, and the pace has picked up dramatically with the Dynamics Program the trainer put me in. I have been learning about what food to eat for what i can do, and what routines to master to make myself a super human climbing machine.

Wish me luck, and by the end of this summer, I should be able to run 100 miles backwards and blindfolded without breaking a sweat.

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How to stop smoking 101

Now I could never really understand why I started to smoke cigarettes  I mean that is something I never thought I would do when I was younger. I hated cigs so much, that I destroyed packs belonging to my friends. They did not like that much, but I felt it was a necessary evil. Then I started to smoke. I regret only that.

This is NOT sexy.

I will admit a certain satisfaction that comes with a “smoke”. Hard to explain, but very real. Then I start to think that a longer life is a million times satisfying than a couple thousand cigarettes.

Then last year, I had quit and did very good at it too. I took it on with gusto and grace. I wanted to. For me, my daughter, my girlfriend, and my my image. I had gotten a wave of support, and needed every minute of it.

Then I broke my arm… and I was down and depressed. Not able to paint, be as helpful as I wanted, and just plain needy… I loathed the winter… and I stated to smoke again. Just not as much as before.

Stress of things not working was causing me to think that I needed to smoke so I wouldn’t be a jerk to the people around me.

Like I was doing them a favor. the truth was I wasn’t doing anybody any favors. Maybe the cigarette companies and my future heart surgeon.

Now my arm is healed and I am pumping out work again and I am back to my old self. My work is becoming more well known across the U.S. through my murals. I am also finding a much higher level of financial success because of it. I think it is time to quit smoking before I spend my new fortune on cancer sticks.

So as I go through the following weeks of negating my only real addiction, I will post some thoughts on this experience.  Here is a video sent from a friend that reminds me to stop smoking. I don’t really know why, but flowers are pretty awesome things, and always come back from hard winters.  Please enjoy the clip…

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Lincoln Mural Project

The city approved my designs and the mural project is underway. I am very excited about this project and what the final painting will look like.

Draft Number Three was approved by The Design Council for the start of the Mural Project.

Here is the first concept drawing for the mural going on the Alamo located in downtown Springfield , Illinois. For the first of three murals in this group, I wanted to start with a young Abe. In the woods around the Sangamon River. I imagine he would have been a huge lover of the outdoors. Often thinking about those woods while he was President. Still going down a river in his imagination.

This First Mural will start on the 17th of May. The completion date is set for The Taste of Downtown located in Springfield. Please do come by and say hello, check out the progress, and do give some input. I do not refuse any suggestion. That does not mean i will use it, but I will ponder whatever you throw at me! :)

To see all the Lincoln paintings I have made or are currently working on, please follow this link, http://www.michaeljmayosky.com/111-lincolns/

The paint I will be using is amazing. A paint first thought of by the Romans to paint their pillars and stone, then perfected and patented in 1863 for muralists to use. Specifically artists! To read more about the history of Vapor Permeable Paint, visit Keim’s website. I think you may find it as interesting a product as I did. I will have to learn how to paint a new way with this mural. I am stoked.

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10×10=100 ArtShow for the S.A.A.’s 100th Anniversary

“I enjoy making my own canvas as much as painting on them.”

I was asked to partake in an art show helping the Springfield Art Association raise project and funding money to celebrate thier 100th year, (pretty impressive). If you know anything about this group, you would know they are one of the best and the oldest art foundations in central U.S.. To even be asked to join in is a great honor in my opinion, and I do not want to disappoint. They give lessons, host shows, and care for the old “party” house when Lincoln used to hang out and inject politics and stories into the social scene in Springfield.

 

The concept of this show is that 100 different artists and local celebrities were asked to make a ten inch by ten inch canvas to paint and donate. I of course can’t stay within my limits and I usually paint pretty big, so I made 100 10×10 inch canvases to fit together into a 100 inch by 100 inch composite canvas. I am thinking this piece can be auctioned off as a whole? Or perhaps as single pieces to be shared by many separated by time and distance. Hmmmm… I just don’t know yet.

I will be bring the painting to the S.A.A. on Tuesday for the show on the 20th of April, 2013. Do visit their website and check out the show if you can, and buy one of the many paintings myself or the other artists so graciously giving their time to paint for such an awesome place.

I will post the final painting after this weekend. For more info? Please go to http://www.springfieldart.org/

Over 400 pieces were cut and sanded down to fit perfectly together into 100 separate canvases.

 

After all the cuts have been made, I then sand and shape the pieces to fit into as perfect a square as possible. Within a week, they will all be fastened together and then linen is stretched for the painting surface. Linen is one of the best painting surfaces in my opinion, but some may argue that.

Then they are primed and set out in the sun to dry. Painting the actual image is the last step, and usually the quickest.

 

Here are some pictures below of the step by step process that we use when making canvases. I can’t give all my secrets, but I can share the time and effort it takes for those wanting to learn.

My new assistant, Lauren, is doing an awesome job and surpassing me in accuracy in her cuts. She is a natural.

 

After cutting 400 individual pieces of wood and sanding them to fit perfectly, they are assembled with wood glue and inch long staples to make 100 perfectly fit canvases to be merged together into one larger painting.

The hard part is getting the frames perfectly square, but it helps if your cuts are good to start. So making slow movements with the saw can make all the difference in the world for square joins.

 

Putting them all together is the fun part.

 

Once the four pieces are sanded to perfection, they can be glued with wood glue and secured with just a few well placed staples. Pictured below is the best way to staple and glue the pieces together. Make sure you staple both sides and leave the staple as flush to the wood surface as possible. A staple sticking just a hair above the surface can show through the painted canvas.

There are many wood glues out there, and some are great and some not so great. I have had the best success with Gorilla Wood Glue. Retails at about six dollars. I usually get about 100 canvases out of one bottle if you conserve and not waste a drop.

Using the wood glue on every corner before stapling.

 

It is important to secure the staples in the corners when the glue is still wet. That way when the staples and the forcing the gun down on to the frame does not crack glue already dried. Just to get the staples right, you will be twisting the canvas frame in all sorts of ways to make them all flush.

Once they are dried, secured with ample but minimal staples, and the rough joins sanded down smooth, you can start to cut the canvas out to fit the frame. I “Gallery Wrap” my canvases. This means that the canvas wraps entirely around the sides of the frame to be secured in the back. This is so you can paint the sides to match the front and the painting needs not be framed to look sharp. This is a slight trade secret of mine, so at this point I will leave you to ponder the amount of time it takes to make a single canvas.

Store bought canvas is expensive for a reason. They are all still hand made to this day. Seems that no machine can match the skill of human hands with wood and cloth, (still).

The glue is tough enough to hold the frame together and the stretched canvas will keep it all tight, so one or two staples per corner is all you will need.

With patience and some practice, anybody can make their own canvas. A stretched canvas measuring 36 inches by 48 inches can be about 120.00 at a art supply store, but making it your self with raw materials can be about five bucks for the same size. So take some time and do it yourself… you can have a better lunch because of it.

Once the canvas is all stretched and ready to be painted I will post pictures of the process I follow to make many smaller pictures fit into a bigger more compelling piece.

Contemporary Art is some of my favorite in the wide world of Art. To make simple yet have emotional impacting statements with simple and balanced lines. This kind of project makes me enjoy what I do for a career all the more. So please return and see what I come up with for the S.A.A.’s 100th birthday bash. If you know the grounds of the S.A.A.? Then you will recognize my painting’s inspiration.

The stack of canvas frames ready to be stretched.

Come to the Show on the 20th of April at the Springfield Art alliance at 6 PM, located on north Fifth Street. lots of fantastic artists and people you know from radio, television, entrepreneurs and business successes will all be sharing their contribution of artwork. Worth the Saturday night out and you can see what these towers of canvas frames became. 

UPDATE April 20th, 2013.   Well apparently the painting will not fit in any available car… so we are scrambling to get the painting there by foot.

For the Springfield Art Alliance’s 100th Year. They rock.

I noticed that among-st my Lincoln Series paintings I had approached the 100th work. So, I thought it fitting to Paint my 100th Lincoln Painting and give it to the SAA for their 100th year fund raising.

To keep it all together and flexible enough to hang easily, I had put smaller pieces of canvas on the back and stapled them together in such a way that would keep them in position, but not too heavy.

Pictured below is the back of one of the four sections. I had numbered and signed all of them individually. So when this pie3ce is broken up into different people’s hands, the paintings will always know it’s place in the grander scheme.

All signed and numbered.

I like that.

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Kansas City or Bust…

So there is a place I am from and learned to paint with the hip hop scene of the early nineties. I can only visit the streets and scenes every once in a great while… so I am going home to see family, friends, old walls, and my old self… wish me luck and do check out my new murals posted on my site… later.

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