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Dope Alert: Meet Jose Rafael Rivera


Welcome welcome WELCOME...

To where the SUN shines BRIGHTER and the rain 
further fuels the creativity!

This week's spotlight shines on the profusely talented 

Jose Rafael Rivera

Jose is kinda epic, and please do allow me to elaborate on my thoughts. 

Two years ago, he makes the pleasant decision that he will draw; not just for a living, but because of his inevitable passion to for expressing the wonderful thoughts in his sophisticatedly colorful brain. Based in Washington Heights, 
he sketches beautifully distorted yet intriguing drawings and plays around with the colors and effects on his computer. This may sound like an ordinary hobby to some, but to me its so much more than a whole bunch of lines and colors on a paper. 

Today he shares with #ProjectLovebot this striking work of art entitled "American Badass" showcasing his eclecticism from his collection which is not to mention, simply a mental joy ride. 

"American Badass" By Jose Rafael Rivera

Oh wait... Here are a few questions he answered for #ProjectLovebot

Project Lovebot: 
When did you begin to draw? 

I always used to draw funny looking characters from time to time. Then I got into graffiti. I was horrible at that. I actually started drawing at then end of October, 2011. That's when I lost my brother's car keys while jogging in Cabrini, and sold my playstation 3 to get the keys back. So, I started looking for a new hobby and there it was! Funny story, I lost the car keys on my birthday.

Project Lovebot:
Oh wow! So you just started drawing not too long ago! I guess my question becomes when did you realize you were really good at this? Was it then, when you lost your brother's keys?

Yep, I started messing around with drawing and 
editing my drawings on the computer. That is how I do my art work.

Project Lovebot:
Cool! So is this something you're considering taking up as a career?

I'd love to do this for a living and every time
I draw, I find a new trick. Self-teaching I should say.

Project Lovebot:
Very nice. Can you describe the feeling that came from selling your first piece, if you've sold any? 

I have sold a few prints but my actual first sale to a stranger was in December. I went to a yoga attendant interview, and right off the bat I started talking about my art to the manager. I showed him my blog, he was amazed, so I told him I was selling prints. I ended up selling two prints; one during the interview and the other, he texted me about while walking back home. It was funny too, one of the prints is called "The Unemployed Bastard"

Project Lovebot: 
Wow! Insane. That's what's up! So talk to me about "The Promise Land."
What's this about? 

The Promise Land will be my first exhibition/art gallery that I will host. My friends and I thought of this idea while drinking one day. Why not throw an art gallery in an empty apartment? I need to expose my art more to Washington Heights and this will help me. I could keep a conversation going but starting the conversation isn't my forte. Maybe this will help me... I call it The Promise Land for many reasons. One is to exceed your expectations.

Spoken like a true artist!




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