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Only You Can Decide Your Future

 

Aperture #2 by Epiphanio Alexander. 36″x 48″ Oil impasto on Board with UV Gloss Varnish.
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I still remember going to see Return of the Jedi in the theater in Mexico city, must have been 5 or 6 years old but I was blown away. I hadn’t seen the previous installments so I didn’t know the story but it didn’t matter, it still got me to a degree that very few movies (to this day) have. It was amazing: the characters, the special effects, make up art, the spaceships, laser saber duels… George Lucas had made a world of fantasy as real as this one …or maybe even more, but what really got to me was The Force.

I was just a child but I could feel deep inside my being that The Force was real… Continue reading Only You Can Decide Your Future

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When Work & Play Are One

Aperture #6 by Epiphanio Alexander. 36″x 48″ Oil impasto on Board with UV Gloss Varnish.

In 1999, I went to visit my mom in Veracruz, Mexico and while there, I recorded some music. At the time, the producer I was working with was also promoting a very unique artist which I had the honor of meeting. His name was Artemio (known as “Artemio con los pies descalzos”) and we hung out a few times.

Without exaggerating, Artemio would have become like the Bob Dylan of Mexico, unfortunately Continue reading When Work & Play Are One

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Labels Are Like Ghost Blades

Aperture #4 by Epiphanio Alexander. 36″x 48″ Oil impasto on Board with UV Gloss Varnish.

So what is to be an artist? What is prestige, recognition, status? Why is it that every time I think about any of these labels, it feels like I’m putting on a prison suit?

In my first brick and mortar show, I was talking with a man looking at my work, at some point he asked if it was abstract something or whatever else, I don’t remember what.

“It’s nothing” I said, “…it’s just paint on a board. I paint until it makes me feel good, you can call it whatever you want but it’s really nothing.” He looked at me and smiled, I could feel a relief in his vibe, he also knew that it was nothing. I continued,“This is the problem… as soon as we put stuff under a label then it’s dead, that’s as far as it can go. I struggle with even naming them.”

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