...studio corners.

Looking at the overlooked is not exclusive to the world outside the realm of art galleries and art studios. Sure it's in those sanctuaries of creative display and output that artists share their observations, responses and expressions. Visions pulled from within are put on paper. Vistas seen from without are scrubbed on canvas. Symbols and icons built from anything and everything are suddenly there to share. Actually not so suddenly. These big ideas hang on the the main walls demanding and getting most of the attention. Yet in these colorful spaces there are also hiding places. There are niches, drawers and back rooms. The cloakrooms of temporarily overlooked art. There waiting in hiding spots, for that adventurous and discerning seeker of the unexpected, are treasures. Drawings, sketches, paint studies, doodles on paper cups, and experimental art of all kinds. Virtuous in their ability to catch an eye despite being out of the limelight for the moment. A painting reclines against the wall by a door near the flatfile and beams bright in the dim light. A discovery! A carved figurine sitting on a busy shelf appears from the clutter as the paragon of elegant beauty. Uplifting! A charcoal rendering peaks out of a drawer and speaks with explosive power. Unforgettable! 

For the intrepid art lover or collector there's much to be found in not so obvious places. It's just a matter of looking. 

...coastal rocks continued.

Coastal rocks are the foundation of many of my sketches this year. Below are four. On my road trip to Los Angeles (for a college reunion) I found many places to linger and observe. The shoreline around Santa Barbara is where I found some familiar captivating scenes. These quick drawings act as reminders of what I felt at the time. Such as the feeling of peace while in the presence of such strength and majesty.  I'm editing out most everything, except what I find most compelling. The rocks, sea, clouds and bands of hillsides. Nothing man made, except, I am tempted to include the Amtrak Pacific Surfliner train that sprints through parallel and close to the beach. It makes an undeniable impact. Like a rogue wave it comes fast then it's gone. So perhaps I'd better go back to Santa Barbara for another look.

...art is everywhere.

Art is everywhere. Whatever appears or seems to be an obstacle is in reality fuel for creativity. It's a gift. A sign. Guide. They will always come and the only difference is how we perceive them. I say obstacle but really I mean opportunity. For growth. Self awareness. Self actualization. Creativity. It's all the same thing right?

...coastal harvest 2014.

Fort-seven miles south of San Francisco along the coast are fields of strawberries. Farther south are more. Swanton Berry Farms and Coastway Farms grow berry varieties from there to Santa Cruz. This spot is close yet remote. I've chosen this location to interpret because of what I find to be an uncanny juxtaposition between the toil of field labor and a glorious ocean view. This charcoal drawing is a compositional study for the painting that will follow and will be my first harvest painting of 2014. 

I intend to create two versions but of different sizes. One is a commission which will hang above the fireplace below. For them I had my small paint study blown up to see how it might impact the space. 

Now it's time to proceed with the painting itself.

fragrant cloud rose

The scent given by the Fragrant Cloud rose is one of the most pleasing to experience. The flower itself is a fantastic visual treat and it's beauty is matched by its own perfume. It's impossible to capture the rare aroma it exudes through my art. It's not a rose. It's paint. Still I was compelled to honor this flower just the same. I've reworked this painting several times and finally it is complete as the composition above. Fragrant Cloud, 24"x24" oil on canvas.

...my painting finds a home.

The right painting in the right spot has the possibilty of not only transforming the mood of a home but also transforming the mood of the artist. Since the kitchen has become the new living room I'm pleased to see this painting of mine hanging in the family's center stage. This piece is now showcased in a San Francisco kitchen which is a great fit.

...the way in is the way out.

More rocks. The only way to know the rocks is to spend time with the rocks. Fog. Sun. Haze. High tide and low tide. They are always there waiting. I sketch on site mostly. Take notes. The sky and water are as important as the rocks. They play supporting roles but no less important as a the lead. So I really have to know all of the players in this tableau vivant. And take my time.

...coastal rocks.

The wind, ocean and time beaten rocks sit patiently in the waters off of Lands End and hold their poses for me. Each time I walk by these monoliths they seem to say, "Look at us and know us. We've been here all your life. Make us into art!"

So I'm looking more and knowing more. And the art is happening. This is the continuation of an ongoing series of small paint studies. The sky and water are abstract shapes which will evolve and  support the majesty of these big rocks. Long overdue and always finding their way into my sketchbooks, sky, sea and rock now share easel time with my pillow paintings. Hard and soft coexist at my studio!

...looking.

If the only way to know something is to try and understand its essence then sketching might be the best way. I've been studying the coastal rocks at nearby Lands End for a long time. These big chunks of stone have been sculpted by wind, water and time. Now they're drawn by me. They want easel time and and will be getting it. 

...the three pillars of zen.

Just as the sketchbook is a place for random studies, streaming and reportage  so are wayward panels and scraps of canvas I find while cleaning the studio. Using my current palette I take time out from the projects in progress to play around with something completely unrelated. A little planned spontaneity goes a long way toward satisfying other facets of my creativity.

SF Open Studios!

This weekend San Francisco is rife with a range of cultural activities including the start of SF open studios throughout the northwest parts of the city. I'll be exhibiting new paintings alongside the wonderful artwork of other artists inside my workspace. All the art is connected to an ocean theme. Clearly the sea surrounds us in this town and inspires so come be surrounded by sea-inspired imaginings Saturday and Sunday all day!

Where? 

Jay Mercado Studio

4754 California Street @ 10th avenue

415-751-4231

...bed sheet.

Resting on my west wall easel is a  48" x 60" composition titled Bed Sheet. As a painting process it's continually meditative and as an artwork I want it to be the same.

...ocean beach pillow.

Living near the beach I can't help but include the ocean in my sketches, my concepts and ultimately my artwork. The above image is a detail from one of my recent paintings. The ocean starts to appear as I walk west toward home. The horizon always seems high as I descend westward through the avenues. This is especially so as I get closer to Lands End begins above Sutro Baths. The view never gets old and is always worth the walk from 10th avenue to 48th.

...SF Chronicle interview!

Sunday in the San Francisco Chronicle Magazine I was interviewed about art making and other things. I'm grateful to be in my hometown newspaper!

Many thanks to Sam Whiting and Russell Yip for making it a cool happening.

http://www.sfgate.com/default/article/Drop-ins-welcome-at-storefront-art-studio-4775795.php

...new paintings.

I have a pair of red-lens glasses that when worn makes the world a monochrome place. They've helped me see form without considering color for the moment. Looking at a painting in a mirror or through a reducing lens provides a fresh perspective on a developing artwork and so does the removal of color. And then I appreciate the power of color more after I've taken it away for a bit.

...my youngest art collector!

...power on.

 

Focusing on the path not the obstacle. 

...power out.

 

California Street has hosted a string of accidents over the last two weeks. It's a bit crazy. People in a hurry? Or just not paying attention? Texting? Well this morning this van took out the power in the area along with a couple of parked cars. Two utility poles went down. He's okay fortunately. 

Sheesh!

New Gallery Representation!

I'm delighted to announce that I have entered into a committed relationship with a San Francisco gallery. Last month, the owner of CK Contemporary gave me a call after seeing my painting Lone Jimador at Copita in Sausalito. As luck would have it we found common ground. Now I'm officially among the cavalcade of talented artists they represent from all over the world. My work has been shown in different galleries over the years, but I've not been fully represented in this great town, my home town, until now.

CK Contemporary has an inviting street level store-front which is half a block from bustling Union Square. Collectors from all over the world stop in. Even though the setting at CK presents my art in the best possible way, it's the gallery director Lauren Ellis who makes all the difference. She is friendly and approachable and I am pleased to know that people looking at my fine art will feel comfortable and engaged in a bright welcoming space.

...at work.

At work is meant to be the title of this series and also describe my time in the art studio. Nose to the grindstone, making hay while the sun shines and burning the midnight oil. Just as in the painting, I like to peel as much away as much as possible and get at the essence of what's there. What's there is work. This series is painted on plywood I found outside a store in the Sunset district that went out of business. In some oblique way I feel as if I'm honoring the legacy of that lost enterprise.

...studio interior.