The Artwork of Travis Trium Perfectum
Death's Wading Room Charcoal & pastel on 9 x 12โณ 140lb watercolor paper โ Original available here 11 x 14" Archival Art Print - Available here Wading, waiting and floating amongst the swampy, liquid skies. Caught between your life and a lie. Drown in it, be with it until you're next in line....
God's Empty Chair Charcoal, pastel & aged paper writing on 9 x 12โณ 140lb watercolor paper โ SOLD 11 x 14" Archival Art Print - Available here There's an empty chair in the sky far beyond your hopes and lies. Around it, wonder as far as the eye can see, yet you worship a hollow seat....
Where Do the Bad Thoughts Go Charcoal, pastel & aged paper writing on 9 x 12โณ 140lb watercolor paper โ SOLD 11 x 14" Archival Art Print - Available here Where do the bad thoughts go? They probably wish to float like prayers, but have to climb the ladder manually to the sky....
I Liked You Enough to Destroy Myself Charcoal & pastel on 9 x 12โณ 140lb watercolor paper โ SOLD 11 x 14โณ Archival Art Print - Print available here Are you sure I haven't proven myself enough with these wounds? Have you seen how passionately I bleed? This is for you... and also by you....
GRIND is a cosmic horror comedy about a group of college students holding a grindhouse film festival. The students uncover a cursed arthouse film called The Creeping Chaos and make the mistake of playing the film and unleashing absolute chaos. Travis Trium Perfectum was approached by writer/director Mark Cantu about getting involved in the film and it was a rather short conversation. "Crossing paths with Mark this past year was a great thing, said Perfectum. He came out to my art exhibition and seemed to have a direction in mind for GRIND that he thought I was a great fit......
My Only Advocate in the Hereafter Charcoal & pastel on 18 x 24โณ 140lb watercolor paper โย Available 16 x 20โณ Fine Art Print โย Available When being pulled through a keyhole to another time and space, everything is foreign and everything is a threat. Using this as a metaphor for experiencing a new feeling or trauma, this piece wades in that moment. Realizing your world will never be the same after, the face of disassociation appears before it leaves the body....
After finally being somewhat recovered after the largest workload of my art career, it's now a pleasure to look back on what was Technicolor Hellscape. This exhibition pushed me further and further as a creator and the challenges were extreme. I had to trust myself and my process, the only thing I have ever been able to count on and it came through again. To see familiar faces and so, so many strangers come out, interact with and discuss my work was as rewarding as it gets for me. Sometimes I have felt passed over as an artist because people......
The Final Sunrise in the Doorway of Extinction Charcoal, pastel, aged paper & writing on 18 x 24โณ 140lb watercolor paper - Original Matted and Framed in 24 x 36" Frame Contact me if interested 16 x 20" Fine Art Print - Available โI saw a hellscape. When the door opened, I watched my world end.โ What does it mean to observe the inevitable? To see harm being done and realize it won't be stopped. The prescription seems to only be annihilation and as humans, we are well-versed. This is the face of acknowledgement of what is to come as......
Losing Faith in the Face Garden Charcoal, pastel, aged paper & writing on 18 x 24โณ 140lb watercolor paper - Sold 16 x 20" Fine Art Print - Available "My good thoughts drift away like my prayers to nowhere." You begin to lose hope in the ultimate blind agreement. You cultivate your friends' pasts as they remind you of the terrible things they went through as all of their prayers went unanswered as well. You wonder who you have been talking to all these years? You wave goodbye as you wonder if there was another way....
Choosing Hat Person in the Infernal Region Charcoal & Pastel on 18 x 24โณ 140lb watercolor paper - Available 16 x 20" Fine Art Print - Available No one is interested in the digital confession booth the church has implemented in the infernal region. Even in the afterlife these entities are still bombarded with the half-wit guilt the church likes to weigh individuals down with. Much like the golden calf of old, there is now a new and also real being to worship; hat person. The infernal region can now move on from the crippling grip of the church and......
