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16 x 20 Medium Acrylic on canvas $500.00

Strive One The HardCore

Strive-one Imperial Beach Ca. 1/20/2015

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Strive one

 

The HardCore

Allow me to re-introduce myself MY name is STRIVE!!!

I started of young like any teenager the confidence and arrogance of thinking you know everything, I wanted to paint with the artist that inspired and amazed me growing up, I was taught and guided by what I could only call the “DR. DRE” of the San Diego graffiti scene, JOKES157, I am going to say “Amnie” would be Eminem, these two have been some of my greatest influences, painted alongside with both. Along with my own drive to never quit created Strive One, But 2013 wasn’t the greatest year for me, I went through a difficult time, let’s just say I drew allot of broken hearts, I have no regrets, did everything to a T, I could say I tried. But “I AM BACK”.  There were days I didn’t feel like painting trapped in my own nocturnal thoughts. But my alter ego strive pulled me back to reality, I remembered that  I paint canvases fast with passion, I try to impress myself in each one and I am a tough critic, I don’t sketch things out, if I do sketch it’s for fun.  On the back burner I always have at least 5 canvases being created. I just want to point at a canvas and say that’s a Strive. Still racing Death, even when I party or go out it’s with a purpose; DJ blend and DJ caffeine have a Strive canvas, The only thing that could stop me is me,  I Apologize if I was late in delivering my Canvases , I don’t have an  excuse, I learned and continue to learn. I refuse to quit or stop; I have 600 canvases in different homes, countless hours of practice and STILL FEEL LIKE THIS IS THE BEGINNING,  I kill strive over and over, only to build him better. MOVING forward and Leaving the past, but remembering the mistake and not repeating them    

 

Welcome the new kid, Hello the new artist, Ever since i could remember been the same Artist.

South western college, Chula Vista Ca

While some kids where playing interments, i was playing ninja in the night, trying to find a Quiet spot to paint, while most kids where writing essay, I was practicing my letters trying to get better. I am gonna be an artist cause Picasso make it look easy, For some reason I feel like i am racing time, Like the day doesn't care what you have to do. I keep pushing my limits and these voices in my head keep tell me to, keep moving, keep going, Pay attention to detail and try not to derail. I don't like leavings thing to god cause honestly he never talks back. 20 painting in a month, Guess i didn't paint enough. 4000 views on the blog, guess i didn't write enough, Its not like i could take these paintings with me, That's why i leave my sorrow on my painting, and life to the fullest, No disrespect to the graffiti kings of the past but i make my own letters, Hopefully i inspire some other artist with my style, but you got to get your own.

I know my art is just a drop in the ocean.

One of my custom orders "Never Bow Down

I saw on yahoo that the worst degree to get was in Arts, good thing I didn’t get a degree, practiced hands on, every day for; I don’t even know how many days. It’s tough I guess, if you don’t eat sleep and breathe it. Sometimes, I think of something and I paint it before I forget. Classify it as inspiration. I call it dedication. I do it because I LOVE to do it. Sometimes it pays the bills yes and sometimes it pays my nights out, But mostly it pays my art supplies to keep going and keep moving, I believe a true artist will never say “I used to do art”. I know my art is just a drop in the ocean, but I do it anyways. Hoping it creates a small puddle, for you to stumble across my art. What legacy will I leave if I get a 9 to 5 job go home and watch TV.  Sounds boring to me, and a little dead inside, if you ask me.  Explaining to my kids 40 years from now "should've, could've, would've, done this. I don’t call it a hobby; I don’t call it a career, more an addiction. There’s worst thing I could be addicted to.

Stuck on Hearts, Hearts, Hearts, Hearts, Hearts, you got what? Heart.

Title: Self Portrait

Title: Death of the heart

Title: Can't turn evil

Title: Innocent

Title: Building and repairing but still sick

That's strive, that's real, that's graffiti, I am about mine, that ain't talk, that's fact's, That's too bad, That's fucked up, you fell off, that's so sad, that ain't mine, that's your problem, That's Your life, That's your job, My heart that won't budge, Eat Your Heart Out, BUT YOU STARVE!!! .

"If you ain't living for the day,It safe to say your wasting time"

Sorry as a graffiti writer i am a little hood, but as an artist am a little sophisticated, but as a human i make mistakes. I still have a lot to learn, I want to create art that will make new york graffiti writer want be from the west, trying to push my limits in the next months to come. Strive got next, looking for galleries. Give me any art job and i will strive at it. Married to this art and its having contractions. Coming to a wall near you.

Long time coming and i am Not stopping

First time i went out and paint rolled by myself, had some high heat engine paint with stock tips, and pocket lint no cash for buff. Worst paint to work with, And the experience of a new toy in the game. Thinking "I got this" Went under the the bridge and could still smell the tree's and the floor laced with old spray cans from kings of the city that had painted before me, brought my raggedy old sketch book, I could still remember the color scheme blue black and yellow, I walked and looked for a spot not to go over anyone. The paint came out watery and cheap yellow paint dripped everywhere. But i finished, Almost a decade later and I still haven't finished and with the same motivation of a new kid in the game, STILL FEEL LIKE I'M barely getting started.

You could try to be me, It's cool, you could make believe

I recently found, Another graffiti artist with the name "Strive" i thought he never heard about me so i checked out this work, he had copied a sketch, that i made of my home town. he lives no where near San diego, I found it amusing and wasn't mad at all. You could try to be me, It's cool, you could make believe, from birth i have been molded to be "ME" one of a kind, special edition, and I could never be like you" Nature VS Nurture maybe it’s a little of both. My mother has schizophrenia and that make me half crazy, and my street name is Strive "PLEASE TEST ME". I’ve been tested since birth and that gives you a falls sense of security. But who wants to be king of the hill, when He’s the first one in the village that’s killed. That Guttersnipe kid Striveeze

Angel of Death

Medium: water color on paper

Write it long enough it might Happen

Cityscape

The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor, to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets and to steal bread.

Fools gold

Sometimes I do things that normal might consider crazy. Whats the point of life if you don't rock the system. I also have a habit of tell the truth in inappropriate times, But you either got love me or stay away from me. Tomorrow is thanksgiving then black friday but whats the point of buying technology thats gonna depreciate in value. I love when they say 10.00 off 15.00 dollars item but really you not saving $10.00 your spending $5.00. Plus now it seems the sale's are starting earlier each year what about thanksgiving and family, cause where out there trying to get the roll back

if you got any questions feel free to ask???????

No money more problem that just how it is, but whatever step you take you got to keep it going, at least thats what tell myself, my father just got a mild heart attack and spent a few days in the hospital with him, he's 55, that mean's i got about 30 more years more before I have my first brush with death. Truth is I was more scared than ever, But he just went home today everything went fine with his surgery. Half the time when I make a canvas the money was usually gone before I get it. I got to interact more with younger artist and offer them a hand. Try to mentor them in the right direction, gallery owner don't know much about this street art, when an artist is doing good or when he's doing bad, the hood Where we grew up is like a foreign country to them, how we eat when there no food in the kitchen. I am in it cause i am starving, just like every one else that pretends there not. Keep it real with them and teach them to not sell them self short, Cause a mind is a terrible think to waste, with that said if got any questions feel free to ask." Cause you either fall or grind the rails" with that said i got to get back to painting