The Artwork of Travis Trium Perfectum
The Moonlight Smothered My Pure Thoughts Charcoal & Collage on 18 x 24" 140lb watercolor paper Available โ Inquire for details here: info@iamunlikeyou.com The night tastes different, speaking in tongues. Purity shatters so beautifully, watch it spider. When morning seeps through the curtains, you'll wonder why you ever untied her....
An Honest Flag It's not really me to sit idly by. Whenever I feel compelled to do something, I do it. It's easy to feel helpless during these times, but I always fall back on what I do and have to offer. I wanted to create and say something I was feeling and something that in turn may help even but a little. The last two supreme court rulings, the overturning of Roe v Wade followed by allowing teacher/staff lead prayers in public schools, have solidified the urgency for a more accurate flag.ย "An Honest Flag" was the outcome, something much......
My words so smooth, glossed over your heads with commas scraping whatever is left of you. Commas cut, I'll bleed you wet. Red velvet fluid vignette. You know I've got the combination to the blood bank (anything but) safe between your thighs. So attached to death, advocate for the flies. I'll get out what's good from you, just to be close to your peak moment. And you'll know I control it.Red Velvet Fluid Vignette was also transformed into a spoken word musical composition. I hope you enjoy this writing piece and another taste of why I have been continually referred......
The Onlooker Waits For Me to Bleed Charcoal, aged paper, type, collage with vintage photo on 18 x 24โณ 140lb watercolor paper Available โ Inquire for details here: info@iamunlikeyou.com Type reads as follows: I know you wanted better for me, but that doesn't change what you get. I was set in motion of emotional disorder and expected to be orderly, but I split the difference. I made my way to the disorderly line where I met my friends, trauma and knife-play. Was this the better you wanted from me? Carving my future right above the knee....
I Forgot About Guilt Charcoal, aged paper, handwriting on 18 x 24โณ 140lb watercolor paper Available - Inquire for details here: info@iamunlikeyou.com The moment when everything you have done floods back into your psyche. Overwhelming and drowning your conscious. Do you continue forward from the wreckage you have left behind or do you become the wreckage?...
The Holy Ascension of Spit Charcoal, aged paper, handwriting on 18 x 24" 140lb watercolor paper Available A fragile and vulnerable entity is commanded to spit into the right hand of an unseen being in this chaotic, surreal scene. Handwriting scatters around the emission reading, "You had such promise. Make me into something worth destroying. Fill me up with your emptiness that I created. I like watching you dry slowly. The light in your eyes dims, spit by spit."...
Well, as I am finally getting back to normal life (if there is such a thing for me), but my art exhibition this last weekend went amazing. The amount of time and energy I put into it was entirely worth it and I hope those in attendance enjoyed it. I want to thank everyone who came out for it (special thanks to the person who flew from LA and close friends for making the long trek) and got to see my video sculpture along with over a dozen new pieces and countless prints. Debuting over a dozen new charcoal originals......
[vc_custom_heading text="Like Foreplay to Annihilation: An Art Exhibition by Travis Trium Perfectum" font_size="32" font_weight="700" css_animation="fade"]After all the energy and work I have put into this show, it is time for you to bear witness to it. There hasn't been a day in months that I haven't been working on and towards this. Art is my life and I am cordially inviting you to take part in it this weekend. It would mean so much to me to be in the company of those who appreciate what I do and I am looking forward to seeing new and old faces alike.......
After all this time, THE THIRD SERIES is here! These particular set of pieces were born out of my obsession with detail, quality and conceptual continuity. I wanted to deliver upon these in excess and I knew THE THIRD SERIES would be very, very special because of that. The number three is quite significant and its importance to me as an artist is immeasurable. It's the foundation of story telling; a beginning, middle and end. It's at the heart of many fictional deities, most well known, the holy trinity. It has always crept into my work, my name and the......
"A wish is only worth the lips it comes off of. Cracked and split, cracked and split. Candlelit tarnished reds, a new color provoked and frailty dipped. What good is obsession restrained? What good is a god obeyed?" A new color wraps your face gently as a wish splinters from thought to mouth. Nothing left here to save, nothing left to amount. Sit and waste, waste and spit. Lips betray thine self between love resisted. Persist through knowledge, abusive god resisted. Taste your blood? That's what it means to be human. Scared of death and to it from a man-made......
