MTO x H2O x FROLAB = STEVIE WONDER-FULL.
This is an illustration for T-Shirts that were printed at the Wonder-Full LA5 event.
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Nov 21, 2010
Dec 18, 2009
Jax Da Ripper – a classic Frolaboration.
This is the second picture that I did for the “Who’s Jax Art Show” in Atlanta last week. As before, I used a photo of Jax to draw from but this time the photo was provided by the Frolab. For those who don’t know, the Frolab is an umbrella of multimedia and apparel being brought to you by Cognito (The Visionist) and Jewell Green (Miss Frolab). In the late 90′s, Jax was hired by Nito to work at the Fat Beats store in Atlanta. Their friendship extends much deeper than that but, it’s where a lot of Jax’s ambitions excelled.
Dec 15, 2009
Deluxe Apartment in the Sky.
This is the first picture that I made for the “Who’s Jax Art Show” in Atlanta last week. The visual artists who submitted their work, were given a collection of Jax’s photos to draw from. I chose a picture that shows Jax making a face, that he sometimes made before cracking a strange joke. It almost reminds me of the sad-face clown, or someone who’s parade had gotten rained on. So I ran with that feeling and thought of a scenario that might equate to this expression.
Nov 4, 2009
Christopher “Jax” Thurston – an illustrated man.
On November 4th 2008 at about 2:30am, my phone rang and the answering machine caught the call before I could. I heard someone calling out to me through the machine saying, “yo H… I know it’s late, but pick up the phone if you’re there.” It sounded like one of those calls you get from a friend whose just been arrested. So I rolled out of bed and made my way to the phone, as the person proceeded with the nature of the call… “I don’t know if you’ve heard yet… but our brother Jax passed away tonight…” I could tell the person wasn’t joking… and I was still half asleep… but I wanted to believe that it was me who wasn’t hearing this person straight. I finally picked up the phone and that’s when I realized it was Cognito. From that moment on, everything in that day, started to seem all too surreal.
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