12/30/2007

Self-Portraits 2007



To see photo set click HERE

Self-portraits have been a method of self-exploration since humans first gazed at their own reflection in a pool of water. With the invention of the mirror came an even stronger fascination to capture one's likeness. And even within the past ten years, the public's fascination with the way an artist sees him/herself has led to exhibitions like the National Self-Portrait Collection in the Smithsonian's National Portrait Gallery.

Self-portraits, we have found, can be carefully staged to show the audience only what the artist wishes to project, or deeply revealing, inadvertently displaying feelings of anguish and pain. Self-portraits have been used to test new techniques, make a signature mark, launch into self-study, remember the past, and as a way to release emotion. Whichever way artists choose to construct their images, they are each forced to study their own personas both physically and emotionally.

What do artist's find when they search the mirror? For some the self-portrait is cathartic experience, a letting go of pent-up emotions. For others, the process reveals new insights about themselves and their work. For all artists, the self-portrait is an exploration, an opportunity to see beyond the image in the mirror and begin to search into the soul.

text taken from
http://userpages.umbc.edu/~ivy/selfportrait/conclusion.html

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12/08/2007

Aids Bear Update

Hey guys,
the awesome follk at Outimpact.com are featuring the Aids Bear project. check them out. They are nice folks





To read click HERE

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11/08/2007

The Making of the Transformation

9/14/2007

Princess Cordless


photo: Brad Walsh

After you made The Transformation your favorite video, Queerty.com recruited me to do the same make-over on straight guy and editor or Mollygood.com, Cord Jefferson.
check it out
http://www.queerty.com/art/the-new-issue-princess-cordless-20070914/


http://www.junk-mag.com/molly-goodman/

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8/19/2007

iHeart - Video

High speed painting.
Often times we forget to listen to our hearts.






Get the iHeat Journal and write down what your heart tells you....then go out and do it!


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7/31/2007

The Real Me

Often times I feel I am misunderstood.
why?
Sometimes I feel people want a short answer as to who I am or what I'm all about.
They want a sound bite.
A quick answer like, "I'm a lawyer" or "I'm a doctor."
But I find that when you are an "Artist"
even if you are a "part-time artist"
all labels are tossed out the window,
and folks scramble to figure out how to respond to who they think you are.
Sometimes I feel people think,
that if you are a real artist then you should be serious about life and your work.
How can you be goofy and laugh about things like "farting"?
Or if you do drag then you must be really bitchy and flamboyantly gay all the time!
You most likely explode into a rainbow simply by walking down the street!
Or if you do photography you must walk around with a camera around your neck 24/7 like a Japanese tourist.

Why do you play up this "straight" character when you are singing in your rock band?
Shouldn't you be as flamboyant as when you dress up in Drag?
Are you a poser?
Why can't you just be yourself?

Limits, they all sound like limits to me.

"Aren't you afraid people might not take you seriously?"
To which I say, people will judge no matter what.
You could be a joke to some and an idol to others.
Loved by few and hated by many...or ignored all together.
I can't worry about these things.
I have to keep doing what I do, my art, my photography, my singing, my acting,
those are my most personal ways I know how to give.
That is how I share my thoughts,
my feelings, my all.
That is what brings me great joy.


At the end of the day I would like to be remembered as a person who didn't quite know exactly how to "give" but tried doing so in as many ways as his creativity allowed.

much love,
-A
ps - I just farted.


www.AdrianAcosta.com

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7/28/2007

The Actress



model: Jennifer Rapp

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see slide show HERE

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7/17/2007

Press/Blogs

7/08/2007

Save Staten Island






Two of my photos used by the Save Staten Island Project

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7/06/2007

Sketch Pad












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6/02/2007

The Shaving




Prequel to "The Transformation"
see The Transformation

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5/20/2007

School Boys



School Boys
models: Jon & Tim


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see slide show click HERE

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5/09/2007

1/2 Man, 1/2 Woman!

A sneek peek at my latest photo shoot.



The diva Amnesia Sparkles (AmnesiaSparkles.com) and I did a photo shoot together for the first time EVER! People have never seen us in the same place at the same time. lol I wonder why..

It takes a man and a woman to create human life, thus we are all 1/2 man, 1/2 woman...the rest is playing dress up.


Amnesia & Adrian

Amnesia & Adrian

Amnesia & Adrian

Amnesia & Adrian

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5/08/2007

wrap it up


As you may know I have a day job. I work in a cube.


On April 19th the company held a scavenger hunt. I had a great time. Another team did not. Why? Because I sabotaged them suckas! All is fair in love and war and during a scavenger hunt.


Well, this past Friday they retaliated. The problem is I didn't get mad, instead I thought what they did was the coolest thing ever.


They warped my cube in saran wrap!!!!!


I got to work on Friday morning and this is what my cube looked like!!!


TOTALLY AWESOME!!!!


I think they were mad that I wasn't mad. lol Oh well.






















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4/09/2007

Fallen Angel




Fallen Angel
model: Will

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3/27/2007

Rights for the Non-Existent?


"What Equal Rights?"


How can you give rights to those you can't hear or see? It's our time to speak up and be seen.

Why do straights hate gays?
An aging 72-year-old gay man isn't hopeful about the future.
By Larry Kramer, LARRY KRAMER is the founder of the protest group ACT UP and the author of "The Tragedy of Today's Gays."
March 20, 2007


DEAR STRAIGHT PEOPLE,

Why do you hate gay people so much?

Gays are hated. Prove me wrong. Your top general just called us immoral. Marine Gen. Peter Pace, chairman of the Joint Chiefs, is in charge of an estimated 65,000 gay and lesbian troops, some fighting for our country in Iraq. A right-wing political commentator, Ann Coulter, gets away with calling a straight presidential candidate a faggot. Even Garrison Keillor, of all people, is making really tacky jokes about gay parents in his column. This, I guess, does not qualify as hate except that it is so distasteful and dumb, often a first step on the way to hate. Sens. Hillary Rodham Clinton and Barack Obama tried to duck the questions that Pace's bigotry raised, confirming what gay people know: that there is not one candidate running for public office anywhere who dares to come right out, unequivocally, and say decent, supportive things about us.

Gays should not vote for any of them. There is not a candidate or major public figure who would not sell gays down the river. We have seen this time after time, even from supposedly progressive politicians such as President Clinton with his "don't ask, don't tell" policy on gays in the military and his support of the hideous Defense of Marriage Act. Of course, it's possible that being shunned by gays will make politicians more popular, but at least we will have our self-respect. To vote for them is to collude with them in their utter disdain for us.

Don't any of you wonder why heterosexuals treat gays so brutally year after year after year, as your people take away our manhood, our womanhood, our personhood? Why, even as we die you don't leave us alone. What we can leave our surviving lovers is taxed far more punitively than what you leave your (legal) surviving spouses. Why do you do this? My lover will be unable to afford to live in the house we have made for each other over our lifetime together. This does not happen to you. Taxation without representation is what led to the Revolutionary War. Gay people have paid all the taxes you have. But you have equality, and we don't.

And there's no sign that this situation will change anytime soon. President Bush will leave a legacy of hate for us that will take many decades to cleanse. He has packed virtually every court and every civil service position in the land with people who don't like us. So, even with the most tolerant of new presidents, gays will be unable to break free from this yoke of hate. Courts rule against gays with hateful regularity. And of course the Supreme Court is not going to give us our equality, and in the end, it is from the Supreme Court that such equality must come. If all of this is not hate, I do not know what hate is.

Our feeble gay movement confines most of its demands to marriage. But political candidates are not talking about — and we are not demanding that they talk about — equality. My lover and I don't want to get married just yet, but we sure want to be equal.

You must know that gays get beaten up all the time, all over the world. If someone beats you up because of who you are — your race or ethnic origin — that is considered a hate crime. But in most states, gays are not included in hate crime measures, and Congress has refused to include us in a federal act.

Homosexuality is a punishable crime in a zillion countries, as is any activism on behalf of it. Punishable means prison. Punishable means death. The U.S. government refused our requests that it protest after gay teenagers were hanged in Iran, but it protests many other foreign cruelties. Who cares if a faggot dies? Parts of the Episcopal Church in the U.S. are joining with the Nigerian archbishop, who believes gays should be put in prison. Episcopalians! Whoever thought we'd have to worry about Episcopalians?

Well, whoever thought we'd have to worry about Florida? A young gay man was just killed in Florida because of his sexual orientation. I get reports of gays slain in our country every week. Few of them make news. Fewer are prosecuted. Do you consider it acceptable that 20,000 Christian youths make an annual pilgrimage to San Francisco to pray for gay souls? This is not free speech. This is another version of hate. It is all one world of gay-hate. It always was.

Gays do not realize that the more we become visible, the more we come out of the closet, the more we are hated. Don't those of you straights who claim not to hate us have a responsibility to denounce the hate? Why is it socially acceptable to joke about "girlie men" or to discriminate against us legally with "constitutional" amendments banning gay marriage? Because we cannot marry, we can pass on only a fraction of our estates, we do not have equal parenting rights and we cannot live with a foreigner we love who does not have government permission to stay in this country. These are the equal protections that the Bill of Rights proclaims for all?

Why do you hate us so much that you will not permit us to legally love? I am almost 72, and I have been hated all my life, and I don't see much change coming.

I think your hate is evil.

What do we do to you that is so awful? Why do you feel compelled to come after us with such frightful energy? Does this somehow make you feel safer and legitimate? What possible harm comes to you if we marry, or are taxed just like you, or are protected from assault by laws that say it is morally wrong to assault people out of hatred? The reasons always offered are religious ones, but certainly they are not based on the love all religions proclaim.

And even if your objections to gays are religious, why do you have to legislate them so hatefully? Make no mistake: Forbidding gay people to love or marry is based on hate, pure and simple.

You may say you don't hate us, but the people you vote for do, so what's the difference? Our own country's democratic process declares us to be unequal. Which means, in a democracy, that our enemy is you. You treat us like crumbs. You hate us. And sadly, we let you.
JOIN ME:
The 4th Annual Wedding March - SAVE THE DATE
Date: Saturday, May 19th 2007
Time: 11:00 a.m. - 4:00pm
Location: Foley Square on the Manhattan side of the Brooklyn Bridge, proceeding across the bridge, ending with a festival in Cadman Plaza, Brooklyn. Help raise money and awareness of this important event by visiting the wedding march webpage. www.theweddingmarch.org

1/14/2007

Experiment


Ex-periment
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Right click on song and save mp3. To listen without saving, simply click on link below.

"In the Beginning " 1:40
"Organized Chaos (aka Tommy Song – Underground mix)" 4:13
"Love Ya (a song for Teva) " 1:05
"Tip-Toeing " 1:26
"Rage Against the Tip-Toeing" 2:32
"Teva Song " 1:03
"Love Ya (smooth mix) " 0:43
"Reflections" 8:30
"Tommy Song (improvised song to a friend)" 8:23


Storytellers

Here are the stories behind each track of my "Experiment" stage back in 1999-2000.

That year marked the pinnacle of the existential vacuum I found myself in. I had many new beginnings that year, moved out of my parent's house, moved back into my parent's house, got new car, had big Amnesia Halloween Show, lost love of my life, got back together, lost him again, etc.

I also had bought a Yamaha keyboard, and whenever I couldn't express how I felt with words or drawings I just plucked away on those ebony and ivory keys.

"In the Beginning" was born on a lonely night, having lost my teenage years, and thinking of how my life was bound to change because I knew I wasn't on the right track. I needed to move away, I needed to leave the Florida nest if I was destined to grow into an adult.

My life was pretty mundane at the time since I maintained a full time job and was attending collage, yet it felt very chaotic and lacking direction. "Organized Chaos (aka Tommy Song – Underground mix)" was born from my frustration with life. At the time my friend Tommy also had a very difficult time with his boyfriend who ended up in jail after a domestic dispute. I still remember visiting Tommy's lover in jail experiencing a hard to erase memory.

"Tip-Toeing" and "Rage Against the Tip-Toeing" was a continuation of how I was living life at the time. I felt I had to watch every step; afraid to fall, yet my instinct simply wanted to rebel against the system and destroy everything in sight. I just couldn't understand why life hurt so much.

When we, my ex-boyfriend and I at the time, finally broke up for the last time, after two and a half years of being together on and off, I could not bring myself to tell him that I still loved him. The best I could do is to tell him "Love Ya" a phrase that didn't mean the same as "I love you" but it still showed that he meant the world to me. And so I wrote him a song.

The "Teva" song I made when my ex and I were still together and I didn't yet have a keyboard (hence why all the sounds were made with my voice). "Teva" was his name. It brought a great big smile to his face, a smile I still remember to this day. Listen carefully and you'll hear a three-part harmony, drums, bass, and more all done with the oldest instrument, the human voice.

I recorded "Reflections" completely improvised. I closed my eyes and let my fingers hit the keyboard letting them go where they wanted to. It was a form of meditation, a meditation I still practice whenever I feel I'm slipping away. I simply play the track, close my eyes, and let myself drift into a serene place.

"Tommy Song" was a complete joke. I never had a piano lesson in my life so I didn't know what I was doing. All I knew was that I had a best friend that I loved and wanted to tell him so in a creative way. I started plucking away at the keys and the words seem to follow completly improvized. In the end "Tommy Song" might be a little boring but if you can find the humor in it, and you can imagine your best friend making a silly song for you then you know how touching it really is.

I didn't make music to become rich and famous. I didn't create music to have it played on MTV. I simply had a need to express myself in the only way I knew how at the time. To some it may sound like a bunch of noice but to me it will always be music to my ears: especially those songs I wrote about/for those I love.

I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed recordning them.

Tommy Song - Lyrics

Tommy, Oh Tommy
You're so white boy
Everybody loves you
Because you're a cracker
With your blue eyes
No rhythm and the blonde hair
I can't believe you don't cook
You eat Taco Rot (aka Taco Bell)

Once they didn't get your order right
And you called the hotline
And complained
They said you would get a free Taco or something
I wonder if you ever got your taco

Every time you have a party
It rocks the house
Last time I dropped some candle wax
On your toilet
you got mad
Was blue on the toilet

Remember when Jesse caught that lizard that day
You thought that was so cool
You're afraid of all the lizards and you ran like a girl.
You said, "Oh My God that's disgusting I can't believe it's in my couch"

You talk online with a hundred million people at a time
You type so fast you work for 911 you rock even though you're a cracker
And you're Tommy, you're Tommy
You're Tommy, You're Tommy

My tummy hurts from this stupid song I wrote for you
My tummy is gonna throw up the Slim Fast that I had
Because I'm gagging
From this song I'm gagging
Oh Tommy I love you, Tommy I love
My friend Tommy

You're probably tired of listen' to this song
You're wondering when it's gonna end I wonder to some time

Piano solo

I hope that you don't ask for me to sing song live cause I can't
See I'm improvising every note, every note I make
And it's all for you my Tommy friend
Oh Tommy, Oh Tommy

For you I sing this song
For you I made this stupid song
For you I clean the house
I make the bed
I do the laundry
I cook and clean
You call me Puta
It's ok I love the way you speak Spanish to me
Oh Tommy, Me

I hope you like this song it's for you
My Tommy
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1/06/2007

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