Statement: Pull Out by Pruch Sintunava

“Pull Out” Oil on Arches oil paper, 10” x "15”, 2019

“Pull Out”
Oil on Arches oil paper, 10” x "15”, 2019

“You see a mistake of a human being stares back at you from the mirror. So many people you let down. So many stabbed by your own stupidity. So many embarrassing memories, you’d rather die to remember again. You are sick and tired of feeling like a piece of shit. Yet you can’t seems to forget and let go.

You know what? You won’t.

But you will move on.”

Statement: Fakeland Rhapsody 2.0 by Pruch Sintunava

“Fakeland Rhapsody 4“ Oil on linen, 18” x 12”, 2019

“Fakeland Rhapsody 4“
Oil on linen, 18” x 12”, 2019

“You do what they instructed you to do. You be what they expect you to be.

The whole thing is staged. Questions are pointless.”

Fakeland Rhapsody is about a life without question. A life where you pretend to do what they are told to tell you to do. Not because you are forced to.

But because you don't know you can think.

Sadness by Pruch Sintunava

I’m not sure why would you value sadness. I don’t. Sadness is an attention whore. It demands your full attention but gives nothing in return. My life is shit and my art is sad as you can see. But that’s about it. It’s just a part of life. I paint to get some of it off my chest, and you look at it so you might be able to feel the pain.

But I don’t polarize it. I don’t glorify it. Don’t do it. Don’t side with it. Sadness is beautiful and it knows. It will seduce you to stay while you try to move on. It will do nothing but slow you down and cloud your judgement. It will pretend it’s here for you, while crying like a baby when you turn your eyes away.

Sadness is just an ungrateful bitch that doesn’t deserve you. But you keep it around anyway, because you’re a nice human being that can accept it for what it is.

I missed you Laura by Pruch Sintunava

Found this kid. From my sketchbook 5 or 6 years ago. When I was bored out of my ass in my office job, I’d grab a brush and draw whatever I want away.

Funny thing is I don’t do that anymore. Because I dedicate all my time making art now. Everything has to has purpose and professionally represented. But I sometimes miss drawing silly things without caring a damn.

Is this irony? Never nail this word down properly. Hope I did it right this time.

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Change by Pruch Sintunava

Here are some quick shots of how "Bright Colored Poison" was being made.

This year I’m fortunate enough to joined a show with @coreyhelfordgallery coming up very soon this Feb23. I will also join @supersonicart ‘s 8th annual show this early April. And as always, with good ol’ @wowxwow_art ‘s show this June. All thanks to those 3 big stars who gave me a chance and a place to show my work. I'm very grateful. Really.

This year I also want to be more talkative. Back then I was shy. My point of view wasn't matured enough to sounds not stupid. Not to mention, the language barrier. My English was so broken to the point I would die from embarrassment if I read the older stuff I wrote. But it gets better over time. What I need is practicing so I can write them out faster.

Speaking of faster, I want the same for my art. I have to admit that in the last 3 years, I'm on a borrowed time. I quit my job to focus all my time on my art. It was like in the university all over again. (And boy, I have a LOT to say about university. Maybe in later posts.) It was all well and good. And my art is now at least...acceptable? Good enough to get my message across anyway. But it is too slow. The amount of time I take just to create 1 artwork is not very optimistic. I can't keep going on like this forever. It's time to face another change in my life. I can feel that it will have an impact on my art. The new schedule will make sure it happen so.

So yeah, I want to look into a way of making art faster this year. Without losing my core messages of course. And also finding more time to write. Probably. Nothing is ever certain. But here's really hoping that I can get to keep making art. It's what I do now. Can't imagine myself without it anymore.

If you read my rant this far, uh, thank you I guess. I don't know why would you. But support is always appreciated. Thanks guys. New artwork for @supersonicart is coming very soon.

Statement: Bright Colored Poison by Pruch Sintunava

“Bright Colored Poison“  Oil on Linen, 12” x 12”, 2019

“Bright Colored Poison“

Oil on Linen, 12” x 12”, 2019

Strange thing has happened in our society. We are now haunted by ghosts of positive people.

We don't know who they are. All we know is that they are rich, happy, beautiful, and succeed chasing their dream life. Stories like these has been sharing through social media like urban legend. And like all ghost stories, all they do is scare you when you are alone.

Humanity are still new to this overwhelming positive information. The desire to be a better, richer, hotter person is now only make us nervous. The once inspiration becomes an anxiety poison. The once positive is now a new negative.

Sooner or later some of us will learn to fight back. It's either drown in a sea of glittering toxin, or accept who you really are, and keep wading your own way. Or at least that's what I hope.