HolterDent, Ink gets some press!

As you may know, I do caricatures at private parties and select events as a means of supplemental income. I've been doing them for about two years now, and in the past year, I teamed up with one of the best illustrators I know, my friend Derrick Dent, to form HolterDent, Ink. [Notice the incredibly clever play on words.] We recently did caricatures for Rock'N'Romp, an outdoor concert series for music fans that want to see the type of bands that play in smokey bars on Saturday nights in a family friendly setting. We also set up some of our signature Coloring Book Murals, miniature style, for the kids under the guise of my other pet, Rozelle Artists Guild, Inc.. Memphis Daily News wrote us up this week! Check out the article at Rock N Romp Provides Musical Outlet For Parents With Kids in Tow

The Edge Coffeehouse gets press!

The Edge Coffeehouse recently got a write up in the Commercial Appeal, and they even credited Rozelle Artists Guild, Inc. with the mural we did inside!

Read the article here: Midtown coffeehouse offers its special brew of espresso and music

Rob Blackledge

I'm doing an internship with Tom Martin [tommartindesign.com] for the summer. Recently, I've been working on the CD art for a Nashville musician, Rob Blackledge.

Expanded Portraits

This is a series of 8 portraits I did for my final in Digital Imaging I. The objective was to use whichever method we preferred from the project before [this series of self-portraits I did], either a digital to physical, or physical to digital combination. I chose digital to physical, so I took the photos first, then printed them out & drew in their hair on sheet of vellum, then scanned them in. The color in the hair and desaturation of the faces was a last minute alteration, but I really like the way they turned out.

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ASMZ: Vulgar Kings on their Dirty Thrones

Lost a friend to cocaine, couple friends to smack,
Troubled hearts map deserts, and they rarely do come back.
Lost a friend to oceans, lost a friend to hills,
Lost a friend to suicide, lost a friend to pills,
Lost a friend to monsters, lost a friend to shame,
Lost a friend to marriage, lost a friend to blame,
Lost a friend to worry, and lost a friend to wealth,
Lost a friend to stubborn pride, and then I lost myself.

Haley Morris-Cafiero

I did an illustration of my Photo professor for the cover of the next Black & White, the school newsletter I run. I didn't really notice till much later that the hammer looks like it is being squeezed crooked in her hand, which I actually kind of like more..


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Mr. Keebler

I just finished a freelance job for Cecil Smith & Associates. I had to take this little clip art guy and redesign him to look more like Mr. Keebler here.

Taylor is in France

Taylor left for France on Friday morning, so we spent Thursday night sitting on the roof enjoying some wine to see him off well. Then I drew a comic about it. And then midterms ended finally!

About Me

So I bought a pack of moleskins the other day firstly because it was the first day my debit card has been reactivated with real monies on it and I was standing in Art Center giddy to spend some of it, but specifically to draw daily comics in. Here's one:



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I've done a couple others but I hate them so I'm not showing you. :P

Photography + Illustration: Self-Portraits

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I fucking hate doctors office waiting rooms.

Last time I went to the doctor:



Today's visit:



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I was exponentially more sick today. I can't even remember the last time I felt that shitty. I had to drive all the way to Germantown, was thirty minutes early for my appointment, waited an hour, finally asked the nurse when I was going to see a doctor (via pen & paper, my voice was totally gone), waited another thirty minutes, got my temperature and weight taken, sent back to the waiting room, waited another twenty minutes, finally saw the doctor where I ended up crying because it had been 36 hours since I had eaten, slept, or had a smoke, then got two shots in my ass, & drove promptly to Sonic.

Klimt: Master Photos

You may remember this post I wrote a while ago about crappy modernized photographic versions of really good paintings that didn't need modernizing. A random commenter led me to this stuff, which is really GOOD modernized photographic versions of the same paintings by Klimt.






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From Kattaca, I think.

Digital Imaging: Impossible Images

UPDATE:
These images made it to the final project:






















These did not:







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Four AM

So, apparently, according to the television, anyone awake past 1AM must have the need for a new mattress, sleep aids, penis enlargement, phone sex hotlines, debt relief, or weight loss drugs. Just because I'm up late, I have to be lonely, fat, broke, or suffering from insomnia?

The Emotive Tommy Kha

These are illustrations from an assignment last semester that I stupidly matted before scanning and then never took pictures of, but the matt is now ruined and I'm putting them in a student exhibition at school, so I carefully scraped them up with a wal-mart gift card and ran to the mac lab to take care of business before I glued them to something else too large for the scanner bed. Simple assignment, four emotions. The model was one of my favorite asians, Tommy Kha. (You can view his awesome photography if you click his name.)









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Be a Host

I know that some people may disagree, but I can think of few things ruder than having a group of people over, and then starting a video game. I really only think video games at gatherings are acceptable if it's something like Super Smash Bros., where a majority of the group is engaged, and controllers are passed between people every ten minutes or so. But two people starting an intense, serial, two-player game, turned up to full volume, while "entertaining" five other people in the room? HOW RUDE! I've done that video game spectator thing too many times, and it's really all a sham. No one likes watching other people play video games. WHEN WILL THEY ALL REALIZE?

Preview of Black & White, Issue 2 of SP09 Semester

To the Edge and Back to School
Lauren Rae Holtermann, BFA 2010

Have you ever been in the middle of a long evening in the darkroom or the sculpture studio, or maybe stooping over a paper cutter, or squinting with burning eyes at a mac, and realized suddenly that whatever you were in the middle of was going to take quite a bit longer than you had originally anticipated? More often than not, our good intentions of a stable, healthy sleep schedule are obliterated, sometimes by one unforeseen night. But regardless of how angry our burning eyes or calloused fingertips are, we’ve all had to push through the night by whatever means necessary. Who knew that that perfect late night pick-me-up was only a few blocks away?

The Edge is a coffeehouse at the corner of Overton Park and North Watkins; about six blocks west of MCA and just across the street from Five In One Art Space (VINI), which you may have visited for the recent ceramics department’s Flocculent Femmes exhibition or for Tommy Kha’s Shambhala show. Like any good coffeehouse, The Edge has free WIFI, a shelf of well worn boardgames and paperback novels, and a hot pot of strong black coffee always on. What makes the Edge different are the details.

Aside from being open from 8AM until 1AM, the Edge has pool tables, a furnished patio, and jukebox, making it into a cozy hangout for decompression at any hour. On Friday nights, they host live music, ranging from old blues singers to techno DJs. Sunday nights are Songwriters nights, Mondays are pool tournaments, Wednesdays are Karaoke, and Thursdays are open mic Memphis Comedy. There is generally something happening down the street every night of the week that ensures even if you aren’t interested, stopping in will be interesting (they have 2 for 1 drink specials for bikers on Wednesdays!).

Perhaps the most addictive reason to visit the Edge is the beverage for which they identify themselves: the Avalanche. The Avalanche is two shots of espresso blended into a milkshake, topped with whipped cream and served in a frozen beer mug. At $4.25 apiece, they rival Starbucks in pocket change, but this drink is way better than that bitter swill, and worth every penny. My personal favorite, however, is the Landslide, a chocolate-blended cousin of the Avalanche, with chocolate syrup drizzled on top for only fifty cents extra.

The best thing and worst thing about the Edge, in my opinion, is its versatility. Not as easily categorized as quiet coffee shop or roaring venue, the Edge finds a happy medium somewhere in between the two, with the charm of the bar regulars from Cheers. I’ll admit, sometimes it isn’t the best location for a strenuous group study session, as there is frequently loud music, boisterous regulars, limited seating, or any combination thereof. However, in the balmier months of the year, all those obstacles are easily overcome by choosing one of the larger tables on the front deck.

Unfortunately, the cold weather and sinking economy has taken their toll on The Edge. Pressed with financial troubles, Rozelle Artists Guild has decided to host a fundraiser to benefit our favorite coffeehouse: Damn the Man! Support the Edge. Come out to the Edge on Friday, February 6th at 6PM for live music by Travis Cantrell, Valerie June, and Grace Askew. There is no admission, but we’d appreciate if you bought a cup of coffee or donated a couple bucks, and art from members of the Rozelle Artists Guild and others will be for sale. If you’re interested in helping or are able to donate art, please contact me at rag@rozelleartistsguild.org.

Either way, next time you’re settling in for a long night of work, remember that the Edge is just down the street, and open 8AM – 1AM, 7 days a week. For a full menu and events calendar, visit them online at theedgecoffeehouse.com or add them on myspace at myspace.com/theedgecoffeehouse.

In the past thirty days, I have seen all of these works of art in person: