Hello, I'm Jazmar, how delightful to meet you stranger. I bet you're a pretty cool cat. I bet we could be friends if you wanted. So go ahead, feel free to call me by any of my various nicknames. Jazzy is pretty common, how about Jazzy J or try Jazzmatazz on for size. How about DJ 2 PreKariousszz? That's what my man friend prefers to call me. But I am no DJ.
I like to paint, or more to the point I need to. It's hard to explain the urge to paint without sounding like a pretentious douche, so my apologies in advance if this winds up being the case. I promise I am not an actual douche. I'm a very shy person and spend most of my time quietly observing the world around me and I take a particular interest in the people in said world. I think the human body is utterly gorgeous, especially if it is a body that carries some air of strangeness. I think our bodies are a very weird and exciting thing that we all struggle with, the private bits in particular and there's just something in that subject matter that refuses to be ignored. I am interested in body modification and the extremes some people take it to. Gender identity is a huge fascination and all the things assumed about our character based on gender as well as the fun that can be had playing with these archetypes. I also like funny little toys and all the different kinds of underwear out there in this crazy world. Also rusty things and sharp things. I am insatiably drawn to anything equally sweet and unnerving, like a bunny with razor sharp teeth or a soft looking person filled with troubles. I dig face paint and rituals, blood, crazy cartoons and art films. I believe it is important to examine fears and discomforts, both physical and mental. I love stories, and the people willing to share them. I see everything we share and learn and create to be hugely important as it's all part of this big crazy story about being alive. I think about space a lot and nature, and this feeling of boundless energy bouncing around between people, plants, animals, objects and environments. I love the sensations that come quietly and never find the right words, because I can never find the right words or piece them together properly. All I know for certain is I love a lot of things and it often terrifies me. So I paint about it so I can sleep sometimes and so that I don't spend my waking hours screaming into open fields and kissing strangers on the face.
I try to make art that is highly personal but vague enough to leave itself open for the viewer to have fun with. I try to let the images come to life loose and freely unhindered in their progression by too much analyzation, though there is much contemplated I try not to let my observations deter my hands from taking the images where they want to go. It's something to do with vibrance and silence and getting caught in the headlights, about stillness and waiting filled with excitement or remembering. I see all the subjects in my paintings as being caught off guard while meditating on something huge and hope that they're sloppy and vulnerable enough to feel like an old friend whispering drunken secrets. I want the colors to make a viewer smile, bright and ridiculous and filled with detail to keep the eyes searching. Hopefully you like it!! If not, my apologies kind Sir and/or Madame and/or furry creature currently stumbling across the keyboard. Hopefully you were able to wade through my ramblings and reach the other side