Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Photoshop Text: Smoke, Philadelphia, Gangsta

I didn't have work today so I decided to hang out in the Graphics Lab at the Tech Center, and learn some photoshop since all my fin aid got screwed up and I didn't get to take the Computer Imaging and Digital Imaging Studio courses I was trying for...  

I'm by no means a Photoshop expert... not that I haven't tried before.  I just don't have Photoshop and use GIMP on my laptop for any editing I need to do.  But I thought I might as well learn the industry standard... for fun?  Anyway, here's what I came up with and their tutorials in the order I finished them... I like the sparkley one the best.

Smoke Text Effect.

Grungey Text Effect.

Sparkly Text Effect.


Friday, June 17, 2011


Blue Angel. Acrylic on canvas panel. 6 X 6 inches.  2010. Uban.

'Tis: A Memoir

'Tis.  The assimilation process is hard and often embarrassing...  I like it so far.  I expected too, since I remember Angela's Ashes changing me.

I was explaining to my brother how much I hated the fact in grade school you have to ask to use the toilet.  I hated the fact that the stalls makes taking a shit embarrassing, when poop is natural and why do we have to be ashamed of feces?  We're trained at a very young again to be embarrassed by what is natural.  I always thought it was crazy that I had to shit or piss and had to hold it if a teacher wanted to be an asshole or something.  I was telling my brother how I think these experiences with shit have a lot to do with why I ended up an artist.  So I could smear my shit around.  And take a shit whenever I need to.  If someone had just let me take a pee or a poop whenever I needed to as a child, then perhaps, I would've ended up a normal person with a job in an office or something horrible like that, but instead I'm an artist because some dumbass somewhere decided to make me scared to pee.  That's how you get a UTI, buddy.  So he sent me the above link.  And I 'm giving you the below link.

Listening to:  "If I ever feel better" -- Phoenix

They say an end can be a start
Feels like I've been buried yet I'm still alive
It's like a bad day that never ends
I feel the chaos around me
A thing I don't try to deny
I'd better learn to accept that
There are things in my life that I can't control

Thursday, June 16, 2011


"You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should."
 Max Ehrmann (Desiderata: A Poem for a Way of Life)
Braided Hair Girl.  Acrylic on canvas panel. 6 X 6 inches. 2010.  Uban.
I just finished watching Howl.  I Netflix'd for anything with James Franco in it... 
Allen + Peter = <3
They're so cute together!

Pets & Hearts


Saturday, June 11, 2011

UPDATE: Mythical Creatures List #17

#17 on the Mythical Creatures List is...
Manny Pacquiao!
As a Filipino-American, I have no idea how Manny hadn't been put on the list sooner.
Also Free Pac Man at freepacman.org.
I wish I had come up with this pie chart.

Prairie Dogs Kissing

They were making out at the zoo!  Talk about PDA these guys... Apparently, they do it more when they sense an audience --> Read More Here... 

Art in Philly

www.aloveletterforyou.com by Steve Powers

According to the website, "Love Letter is a project by Stephen Powers with the City of Philadelphia Mural Arts Program and is sponsored by the Pew Center for Arts & Heritage through the Philadelphia Exhibitions Initiative.  Generous support provided by the Brownstein Group and Septa."

So, maybe I hate Septa... but I'm glad they had something to do with these gorgeous murals.

Friday, June 10, 2011

We Need More Love in This World

The most important thing in life 
is to learn how to give out love, 
and to let it come in. 
-- Morrie Schwartz

Altered digital image.  © 2010 Uban.

Famouspictures.org more about the Vietnam Execution photo >>> here.

My friend invited me to his sister's wedding tonight.  It's going to be a Nigerian ceremony.  I am excited!  

I often think to myself, there is so much pain and heartache in the world...  But there's also so much love too... That is, if we want it.

Listening to:

Help Me Feel Again

Youtube Video Info:
These drawings were the originals in my sketchbook drawn in 2010. In late 2010/early 2011 I started uploading them on my random personal art blog http://andothermythicalbeasts.blogspot.com. Since then I've re-drawn, recycled, and animated the imagery. Thanks for looking!
Video and Images:
© 2011 Charlene Uban
Why Cant We Be Friends (Black Mighty Wax)

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Black and white drawings 2009

All of these are in the Other Artwork section, but now I made a fun video for these.  My friend let me use his band's music for the background.  The song is "Storm Chaser" by Wolves.  Check 'em out, why don't cha?!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

This post was supposed to be about Keith Haring, but it turned into a rant about YA fiction.

I read My Heartbeat Garret Freymann-Weyr when I was in high school.  At the time books from the YA shelf were my guilty pleasure.  I used to feel the need to hide them.  "I'm actually just... er-- reading... uhm, Great Expectations... again."  In those days, I did read a lot of leisure reading of the classics and even liked them: Jane Eyre, East of Eden, The Sun Also Rises, Catcher in the Rye, In Dubious Battle, and others.  I also read a fair amount of contemporary prose Catch Me if You Can, Angela's Ashes, White Oleander, etc.  There wasn't anything wrong with these books, but some of the time I just wanted to read about a person not completely overwhelmed with existential angst.  Also, the books in the YA section are usually a lot shorter in length so it was nice to get a break in between James Joyce's hefty Portrait of a Lady (which I never finished, oopsy).

My Heartbeat
My Heartbeat.
Cover copyright by the Estate of Keith Haring.

Just to point out, while I was in my YA shelf phase I was NOT reading the Gossip Girl series.  I did read one out of curiosity, and was completely put off.  It wasn't the references to promiscuous sex and materialism as a lifestyle choice that I had problems with, although I know when it came out many parents had a problem with these books because of such "themes."  The writing is just plain BAD.  The plot, dialogue, and character development were so shallow I actually felt insulted that someone (yes, I'm talking to you, Cecily von Zeigesar) even wrote this and had the audacity to publish it so that the possibility of a teenage-me might be curious enough to read it.

A lot of my shame that stemmed from YA books is that since a lot of the bestselling books like Gossip Girl are so terribly written, the whole lot of them are assumed to be terrible as well.  And then there's that other problem that some kids get trapped reading only YA and never voyage out into the other shelves, and that to me is just plain scary, when I think about the average reading level in the United States being that of an 8th grader.

As for me, I'm finally at the point of No-Shame where I feel old enough to go back and read some YA fiction in peace, and recently I read Chobsky's Perks of Being a Wallflower, and I LOVED it!  The writing was very appropriate and awesome for someone in high school.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Perks of Being A Wallflower.  Loved it!

I was googling book reviews of My Heartbeat since I did say in the beginning that I haven't read it in awhile, and came across this blog, the-ya-bookshelf.blogspot.com's review of My Heartbeat.  In the blog post, the author talk about how she's not fond of Keith Haring's artwork.  Which is funny, because I remember thinking the exact same thing when I first read the book.  Only I thought that I didn't like the cover, since I didn't know who Keith Haring was to feel any which way about his art.

I didn't even know who Keith Haring was.  Back then, I wasn't even so interested in art much, as I thought I'd go off to college and major in English or become a nurse or something else that didn't involve me making pictures of things...

Ignorance = Fear, 1989

So years later, now that we all know how I ended up in art school, and I come across a bit of Keith Haring and can actually appreciate the sophistication of his art and what he was trying to do with it, I realize, "Wait a minute.  There was a book I liked years ago, and I hated the cover... Whoops."  

This post was supposed to be about Keith Haring, but it turned into a rant about YA fiction.  My bad.  But I did end up reading a nice blog post about Haring on sexualityinart.wordpress.com

**Writing about Keith Haring also just reminded me of the good man Paul Thek.  

Monday, June 6, 2011

Whatever you like

Yeah I want'cho body, I need yo body
Long as you got me you won't need nobody

My guess is that it would be easy enough to be a ride-or-die chick if your man were a Southern gentleman like T.I.