Friday, March 31, 2006

Taking a little breather


Sorry for the lack of posting in the last few days. Things have been really hectic and busy, and will continue to be that way for a little bit. Posts will resume eventually, I promise. I’ve got a lot of work to show.
posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 5:53 pm  

Thursday, March 30, 2006

I’m working on a new printing technique


This is all traditional process (these are sort of crappy scans of darkroom prints, the prints themselves look a lot better, I think.)

It’s done using a technique that my photo teachers seem to be in flat out denial about the possibility of making an actual image, but as you can see, it works. They all told me that I couldn’t get images from slide film in our color darkroom.

Feedback? I love them, but it’s a new process and I’m feeling my way all on my own, so I want to know what you guys think.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 8:27 am  

Tuesday, March 28, 2006


Just finished helping Stephen Zerbe (my next door neighbor and good buddy) do copy work of some of his sculptures.

Stephen Zerbe: A nap is six hours. A good night’s sleep is three.

His stuff is really awesome.

And before that, spent like 5 hours earning my pay (I guess) over at district.

My checks don’t clear for a few days cause they are out of state… so… supplies? eh. The annoying thing is I’m already supposed to have work done for 2-D design, but I haven’t had a chance to buy the microns I need yet. Gargh! Way too much is going on at once, lol. I keep crossing things off my to-do list, but new things keep getting added, and I hate not having time for everything. I shouldn’t be pulling all nighters so soon in the quarter.

Well, in any case JAZZ HANDS MOTHERFUCKER

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 7:26 pm  

Tuesday, March 28, 2006


CMYK’s 10th Anniversary issue, on newsstands everywhere, starting this spring and continuing until their next issue, summer 2006. Featuring my work on the cover, it can be found in the Design section (at least at my local Barnes&Noble). It should be available after April 12th.

CMYK’s homepage, where you can see PDF files from this issue, up already.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 8:03 am  

Monday, March 27, 2006


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Sunday, March 26, 2006


A film scan from a month or so back.

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Sorry for the lack of updates. I’ve been on spring break, and should have a lot to post this week. I’ve got a slight backlog of film and digital work, some stuff I shot for my father’s website, and some misc. pictures from my break. I’ve also got a major art project (10 peice) that I will post as soon as I’ve finished cropping and slightly adjusting the copywork (it’s photographic, but traditional process and the final products were too big to scan).

And I’ll also have new work coming, as always. So stay tuned, I suppose, if that’s what you do in order to see this stuff. Tune, that is.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 3:51 pm  

Saturday, March 25, 2006


On the way back from boston, the radio hit me with a Dire Straits/Depeche Mode/Dido combination that I never could have seen coming. I wouldn’t have ever even put those three songs together on a make me feel deppressed/nostalgic mix. It would have been overkill.

Anyway, plane back to the sav leaving 12:40pm sunday.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 10:06 am  

Sunday, March 19, 2006


Crap! I can’t find my ancient copy of Brave New World.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 6:29 am  

Monday, March 13, 2006

An Imperial Message


The Emperor, so a parable runs, has sent a message to you, the humble subject, the insignificant shadow cowering in the remotest distance before the imperial sun; the Emperor from his deathbed has sent a message to you alone. He has commanded the messenger to kneel down by the bed, and has whispered the message to him; so much store did he lay on it that he ordered the messenger to whisper it back into his ear again.

Then by a nod of the head he has confirmed that it is right. Yes, before the assembled spectators of his death – all the obstructing walls have been broken down, and on the spacious and loftily mounting open staircases stand in a ring the great princes of the Empire- before all these he has delivered his message.

The messenger immediately sets out on his journey; a powerful, an indefatigable man; now pushing with his right arm, now with his left, he cleaves a way for himself through the throng; if he encounters resistance he points to his breast, where the symbol of the sun glitters; the way is made easier for him than it would be for any other man.

But the multitudes are so vast; their numbers have no end. If he could reach the open fields how fast he would fly, and soon doubtless you would hear the welcome hammering of his fists on your door.

But instead how vainly does he wear out his strength; still he is only making his way through the chambers of the innermost palace; never will he get to the end of them; and if he succeeded in that nothing would be gained; he must next fight his way down the stair; and if he succeeded in that nothing would be gained; the courts would still have to be crossed; and after the courts the second outer palace; and once more stairs and courts; and once more another palace; and so on for thousands of years; and if at last he should burst through the outermost gate – but never, never can that happen- the imperial capital would lie before him, the center of the world, crammed to bursting with its own sediment.

Nobody could fight his way through here even with a message from a dead man. But you sit at your window when evening falls and dream it to yourself.

By Kafka, translated by Willa and Edwin Muir (best translations, I think)

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 11:25 pm  

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Not Pictured: Me in my underwear bashing frames together with pliers


Finals time! My room is never this messy, but I’ve been sick, and taken on some insane projects. Here’s a map of the land! (the ‘land’ is about 10′x13′)

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 6:02 am  

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