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January issue of The Real Script
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January – February 2012
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Cover The Real Script Vol 1 by Mason Pages of Artwork: Illustrations by Lisa Hutchinson Graphic Art by Sevan William Artwork by Jack McGuiffe Illustration by Izumi Yeh-Ling Faces of Color Canvas by Edward Shaughnessy World of Ink by Dino Dinapoli Illustrations by Mark Millett Graffiti- Acoma Art & Design Poems by Gawain Caldwater Ross Poem by Lisa Garvey Poem by Chloe Vine Jewelry by Lara Gordon Comics by Chris Pittas Artwork by Josh Durant Illustrations by Justin Tinkler Tattoos and Artwork by Mike Helz Acrylic canvases by Mason Graffiti Masterpieces Advertisements
Lisa HutchinsonDayDream Designs45 Airport RoadBeverly, MA 01915978.524.0407
Graphic Art Titled: Sevan Art*
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Works by Jack McGuiffeEVILution (Digital Art)
Love (Acrylic on Board)
BladeRunner(Acrylic on canvas) Art Not War (Acrylic on board)
(Acrylic on canvas)
"Woodland Friend" by Izumi Yeh-LingFreelance Illustration Artisthttp://izumiyehling.prosite.com
Edward Shaughnessy FacesofColor Canvas
Dino Dinapoli www.Art ofDino.com World of Ink
Boston drawing 12x16 $20. Limited edition framed prints $200 - $400
Mark [email protected]://bajambo.deviantart.com/ - everything on here is for sale if an acceptable offer is made also. $25 on a standard size white matte 11''x14'' with a window size of 7.5''x9.5''
Mr. Spraycan and the Elements
Acoma Art and Design took roots in 1995 when its founder Alvin Acoma Colon was just 15 years old. A troubled kid tagging up walls in the schoolyard, anyone else would've considered him an everyday vandal. Anyone except his art teacher Janaya Majied-Janey. She saw something different... talent. To her Alvin's expressions were an art from full of international spirit and urban pride.
Through Majied-Janey's guidance, Alvin found confidence and pride in his artistic skills. He co-founded Young Graffitti Masters, a non-profit group dedicated to redirecting young folks in a positive direction through art. Painting inspirational murals throughout the city, the group became renowned in Boston for its community contributions.
Alvin continued his artistic training beyond high school, receiving a full scholarship to Mass Art to pursue a degree in graphic design. Mass Art gave him exposure to new mediums and styles - fueling a whole new realm of artistic inspiration.
In 2010, Alvin Colon achieved another dream. Acoma Art Gallery, Alvin's first studio and art gallery, open its doors in Charlestown, MA. Acoma Art Gallery is not only the creative studio of the Acoma Art and Design team but also a meeting place for local groups that inspire and support the artistic exploration of Boston's youth. By supporting organizations such as All Things R Possible, Acoma Art and Design is able to help
others overcome the struggle and create reality from their dreams... much like Janaya Majied-Janey helped Alvin over 15 years ago.
The RZA by Acoma
How Love Shatters
Gawaine Caldwater Ross
It was way too early for me to move in,
But love conquers all, or so the poets say,
But nothing could prepare me for the javelin.
At first it was an electric lusty heaven,
We were so in love our words could not convey
The trouble that was hiding there like a javelin.
Loving she was, and so very feminine,
But every day she dragged me to AA,
She could be sharp, like the head of a javelin.
Soon I knew what fear was, and the anger therein,
She simply could not trust me, even though I prayed
And assured her I was faithful, she raised the javelin.
Nothing was enough for her, her demands had no end,
I was driving into breakdown, an auto-da-fey,
And on a fateful day, I ran into the javelin.
And after all the surgery, paranoia set in,
She destroyed our trust, both night and day,
I wept and wept, the tears falling from my chin,
It was not enough for her to delay the javelin.
The Holyday
Gawaine Caldwater Ross
Through the rays of holy light
I ambled in the forest green,
filtering through the morning mist
the sound of distant water falling.
Deer leapt off across the ferns,
cedar trees some ten feet thick
lay across steep wet ravines.
I was treading on the sacred ground
of Eartha and her swelling mounds:
Oh She was fully sexed that day.
In my mind I walked with Embla
the very first woman, born of an elm,
and I was Ask, the mighty ash
thick and tall and proud and strong.
We stepped across the Rainbow Bridge
and found a soft place in the grass
for rooting in the summer sun.
She was human, and yet more,
someone to love, and to adore.
No open space beneath a dome
of church or mosque or synagogue
can ever claim to be as pure
as the mountain sky so high and blue
we inhaled as we drifted through
the heartscape of our lives entwining.
& The Dish Ran Away with the SpoonBy Lisa Harvey
There’s a cat swimming in the garden,and a fish floating above my head.And somehow my broom has swept me off my feet,placed me in a place I’m not sure what to call.It’s somewhere my hair stands on endas if I’m dancing on the ceiling.
Maybe it’s a world of Dr. Seusswhere everything is backwards and eggs are green.My eggs aren’t green, but once you were as greenas the blades of grass under your feet. Now you’re more like the color of soil.
But if it’s backwards day,maybe I hate you means I love you.And maybe I never want to talk to you again meansI love you forever and a day.And maybe, just maybe, that look you gave me as you slammed the doorwas an “I’ll be there until the end, Momma.”Forever instead of never.
Someday maybe gravity will decide to stop playing tricksand I’ll be back on two feet with my arms wide openand you’ll be running into them againinstead of away
and maybe my life will be filled again with your smileand I’m sorry means I’m sorryand I love you means I love youand the cat will be sitting on my lap and you’ll brush my gray hair straightand I’ll sayI know. Don’t worry.I know.
By Chloe Viner
Mortar and Men
The materials don’t matterbrick, mortar, hay, plaster or particle boardall make for the samea house is not a home they saylicking lips and twirling hipslost in the sound of constructioneach hammered nail a symphonyeach sweaty shout a dazzling lyricso much can be found in the mundanebecause in the end everything is made byMortar and MenMuscles flexing, the sun rises and sets in their armsthe rain and snow fall from their browsevery piece of the earth is exuded from their skin.
Wolf
People fear the wolf,she is too beautiful for this worldher mysticism frightens them born of a no-winters kind of world,having no familiarity with hibernationthey lift large rock slabs over their bodies to shelterthem from the inevitable deathnot knowing she came to nourish themwith her fangs covered in berriesthe fruit of their frightened selves taste so bitter.
If you waded in the watersfar enough to reach her denyou would find a dignitynot known among men.
The wolf is more man than manand men cower beneath rocks with weapons raised,more animal than animal.
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"Chris Pittas is an artist and writer living in Cambridge, MA. Inaddition to TIPS Comix, Chris makes illustrations, screenplays andgraphic novels. For more comix or any inquiries, visit tipscomix.com."
Joshua Durant was born and raised in the South Shore and Boston Massachusetts. As a self taught painter he has been actively working and showing his paintings since 2004. Recently he has participated in "Auters Hand" at DD172 Gallery in New York, NY and "For the Birds" , a collaboration show between the Brush Gallery in Lowell MA and the Massachusetts Audubon Society. In August 2011 Joshua was featured in "The Perch" the National Audubon Societies online magazine. Originally an Oil painter and a master of spray paint, he currently uses Gouache as his medium for his most recent works.
Justin Tinkler
Tattoos by Mike Helz
Graffiti by Mike Helz
Acrylics by Mason
GraffitiMasterpieces
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