Mein Welt

Perfect Day - Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas, 2012

2012-01-26T12:01:00.004-07:00

tired yes, almost lost and blinded by its own feelings.
but this work is so polite with its pastel colors and well behaved brush strokes. it is so good to see I can be civilized sometimes.
I took the day for painting.... it took me a bit more than 7 hours but totally worth. I allowed the brush speak and only observed. it was like God holding my hand while I said: " can I stop now? I am tired" hahaha!!! Thank You for this gift.

perfect day, drizzle all the time falling by the side of the opened window in calm and silence, a nice tea, wonderful potatoes for lunch, nice music, praying and a good painting at the end......
because it is summer here I don't sleep so much at night, I woke up in the morning and don't know how only started to paint with any of my typical resistance. Now, past 5:00 pm I am exhausted and believe don't need to go to work tonight. so soon I will dive into the bed and dream with pastel colors while the drizzle falling outside.
good night world.
perfect day.

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2012 - for whom ? para quem ? :s

2012-01-22T11:11:00.004-07:00

If on the earlier painting I was not spontaneous following the plan from the first to the last brush stroke, on this one finished today I totally lost myself. When I finished it was hateful to me, ugly and a big fail, now I love this work. It looks like an MC5 song from the "Kick out the jams" album... hum... I should listen this album again, it has been a couple of months I don't. Well... at least this is how it looks to me now.
I have faced doubts about what way to take on my work..... it is getting too complicated, different of all the visual simplicity it used to have. Both are intense, strong and sincere..... I just don't know what is going to happen and how I am going to deal with it.
I really don't want to take the control, only allow the painting keep being itself as a "noble free spirit female" must to be.

Other thing is about : "For whom have I painted for ?" hahaha.
Really.
Who likes what I am doing ?
Not the typical hipster always looking for the next trend.
Not the people that likes fine art and "well painted oil paintings" with conventional images.
Not the old typical academics with head in wax that worth ship abstract painting and that second half 20th century hegemony of NY-London cheap conceptual art.
Not the "kids" and nerds crazy for tumblr-devian fantastic-impressive illustration.
Doesn't matter how many people exist on this world interested in art... it seems that I have painted for no one.

Caio Fern , acrylic on canvas 2012

2012-01-16T09:26:00.002-07:00

lots to say about this one, I don't feel like to writte.
hope you enjoy.

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2012 - COTTAGE'S HANGER .

2012-01-13T02:58:00.003-07:00

so... it is Fridays' early in the morning and I have already finished my painting. yey !
And I like this work.
I decided to name it Cottage's Hanger as when I finished it brought me feelings of lost memories about an old hanger in a cottage at the mountains I used to go when I was a kid. I can even feel the smell of the horses passing lazy by the front door in the sunny mornings with the ice of the grass being transformed in steam. I finished this painting almost the same hour of these memories. But what made me remember of it was the colors and the vertical stripes. ....that old hanger by the side of the front door.... wonderful.
I woke up at 00:30 and wasn't able to sleep anymore. So I decided to go to the studio and just sit, first didn't have intention to start to paint as I like to paint with he light of the morning, But when I realized that wouldn't go back to bed......
The sock I used as model was a gift from an Elf princess friend von Norden
I told her that would paint this ... but I have plans for more paintings with this model ;)
danke ! Alle guten Brise kann in deinem Herzen zu blasen.

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2011 review

2012-01-09T07:05:00.040-07:00

Every end of December I make a celebration posting about the whole production of painting of the year, it has been a tradition here in Mein Welt. But this year I decided to make different.
January 09 is my birthday of Christian baptism. It makes me really happy even having being Christian for almost 16 years to post the works God gave to me last year at the same day it completes one year of my baptism. This is a really special occasion.
More than happiness, it is a privilege to live with this task on my shoulders.
Hope you enjoy the paintings individual and the body work as a whole. The Bible says the one with real faith in Jesus must to be brave and a pioneer, not afraid and go always ahead. Well... He inspires me and I obey.
As Him my work is not going to be accepted and understood so easily in this world, people are going to say it is weird or wrong. They do.
But all I have produced, since my first painting 12 or 13 years ago was my tentative to go towards Him, imitating his examples by creating, being sincere and offering my best to the people. To anyone that approaches to it with opened heart, I don't judge.
Thank you. All my love to God in the name of Jesus Christ.
..... and thank you all that spent the last year supporting me with your presence here in my tiny land, Mein Welt.
Let's make a 2012 even better and God bless you all

I confess I’ve been a bit satisfied lately with my work ( of painting ).

I believe that I have condensed elements into a more focused way of expression.

The intention towards the works never was to represent anything, but to express the feelings generated during the process of the individual having to deal with itself.

I try to avoid the description of ideas, facts and concepts, what is hard to do when it is about figurative painting, and more, representational art….. as I don’t intend to represent anything, only to use the external light reflected by skin and its volumes on my own face as model for painting.

The real intention behind the works is producing expression by itself. Expression of individual issues behind the struggle for self development and self improvement, but making the artwork to become as independent as possible from the author on its feelings, life and destiny.

I always believed that pictorial values by its plots would be enough for all my needs. But during the whole year of 2011 I focused on composition of the image as a way to increase the conversation among an intention of anti-space, pictorial values, and the viewer.

The intention of denying the external space where the main figure is the only subject is still there and got a new and deeper level of intensity now. It opened the possibility to explore with more efficiency internal spaces found into the individual nature and its process self-discovering and fighting to become reformed, remodeled. Even so one of my earlier concerns was the doubt if exploring more internal spaces the image would naturally spread all over and lose its focus into itself. But I am glad to report that by a not so big effort it didn’t happen, as a matter of fact was the opposite, I have never been able to develop an image into itself as I’ve done lately.

I still have some issues to solve that haven’t made me totally satisfied and again for being able to reach what I need I will have to turn my attention to the improvement of the pictorial values always having in mind I can not lose the achievements obtained my the improvement of the composition.

The problem of the composition is creativity. I always saw creativity as an obstacle and diversion for the purest form of self expression. As I said , pictorial values should be able to deal with all my needs of expression and make the work be able to live by itself. But I confess the creativity demanded by the efforts for composing an image has given me a bigger offer for exploring internal territories and has made easier to deal with the image, maybe creativity is an escape from my main target. I don’t know if its is a phase or if it is another characteristic of my work’s nature that is coming to stay definitely. I say definitely because these characteristics aren’t new, you can observe then on the whole trajectory of my work with more emphasis on the years of 2001 and 2002. But I believe that on all the periods it has appeared in a more or less obvious way.

So in fact I didn’t produce anything really new on 2011, only improved or got more aware of characteristics I have denied for years or simply didn’t feel the necessity to work so hard on it giving the attention I think now it deserves

CUT -
On these works I intended to only make the main figure have to deal with itself in a way the space around isn't necessary to be present.
On my paintings over the years ( the last 12 years ) the space around the main figure painted on raw canvasses is denied but here it is totally excluded.
These characteristics are always happening for the same reason. To isolate the individual from the environment and make it be forced to only deal with itself.

2011 has been a year where I only kept pushing harder what I was doing during 2010. Harder and more intense.
If 2010 was a year where I broke the "pure" Mein Welt aesthetic mixing it with the values of my earlier years and generating a new way to dig deeper what I have searched for the last 12 years, 2011 has been the moment where I take it all and focus on the main target narrowing into very personal view of the individual as spiritual and psychological being.
The relationship with the external world is only noticed by the way the matter reflects the material light and the effects it has under the psychological developing and movements.
...But , It has been one month or so that I don't paint, I feel I have lost even more control of this process I have never controlled anyway. I am Feeling that soon I will go back to studio but I have no idea of what is going to happen or what direction the work will want to take.
Hope you like these works.... at least we can say that the 2011 production so far can turn into an solo exhibition already. I feel lazy... but when I see what I've done , I am not so lazy.
thank you all that have supported and followed my work this year.

Oesch's die Dritten is now my favorite band.

2012-01-08T21:07:00.013-07:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SvP-Jen_AgM&feature=youtu.be

I discovered it last Christmas and since then I can't stop to listen . I was looking for polka and yodel because I didn't want to have one more Christmas listening to Beach Boys "Christmas special " , Frank Sinatra's Christmas Classic.... and other similar stuff I have here in my collection, I thought that as my family was coming to spend the night in my house ( because the dogs and cats of the family live here , not because of me ) I could offer a nice environment of music from Alps with Christmas lyrics.

So I Googled and found many great things , much more and better than I expected, but I found this Swiss family and I thought it wonderful. They are my Ramones now. I intend to send an email to then saying they are the official band from Mein Welt and will be very welcome to play here as all the population of this tiny lost country at the forgotten corner of the world has Oesh's die Dritten as the new national fever.

http://www.oesches.ch/

YEAH !!!Wir sind eine Jodelfamilie!!!!
http://youtu.be/SvP-Jen_AgM

Christmas song :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yH23vyQNIA&feature=colike

the best method for painting. by Caio Fern

2012-01-04T07:24:00.007-07:00

the best method for painting. by Caio Fern

I think I can really make a revolution about "how to become a greate painter" just because I like to help people and spread my knowlege.

First wake up early in the morning feeling cramps and spend 30 minutes in bed trying to find any excuse to do not paint.
Then realise you have all the excuses on the wold but you are going to do it anyway.
Have on any clothes and go to bathroom and after peeing, brushing teeth and washing the face go to the studio hating yourself.
Spent 20 minutes stopped in front of the table looking to art supplies and again trying to find an excuse to do not even touch it.
After to have found really convincing excuses to turn your back to art and start a brand new normal life, you don't resist and start to prepare the paint.
Pray to God asking to survive.
Sit in front of the canvasses that had been prepared the night before.
Start to paint.
After few minutes curse everything you see and touch, hate yourself even more and curse every single aspect of your life, past and present.
Complain about the texture of the paint, about the cheap brushes and about the light.
After 30 minutes throw every thing on the floor and say that is giving up.
Pick everything up again and restart the job.
Start to say that painting is the most annoying activity a human being can practice on this planet and make statements affirming that all painters are dumb, the dumbest kind of people in the world ever. That you must to be retarded for being able to enjoy painting. That you hate women that come to talk to you at the parties saying:" I heard you are a painter, I love to paint, isn't it relaxing and fun ?" Make promises that you will kill everybody that loves to paint.
Say to yourself that you will only paint a small part of the work and leave the rest for the next day.
Don't resist and keep painting.
Complain that the painting doesn't obey what you see. Complain that nothing works in this life.
Take few steps from the work and realize it is a crap.
Keep painting for one more hour but it isn't able to fix anything that was wrong.
Get fiscally exhausted and say it is over and you finished and will never want to see this work again.
take distance and realize it is horrible but you are too exhausted to give a single fuck.
Take a lame picture and post on your blog expecting compliments.
TA DAAAAA !!!!!!
Congratulations. Now you are a real painter.

Merry Christmas

2011-12-23T06:11:00.008-07:00

Merry Christmas every one !
I do wish you all joy and wonderful moments.
As you know I love to celebrate this Holliday, my favorite.
Jesus bless you all.
Caio.

the last two images were made by the artist Ann Divelbiss.
http://annsimaginationcreations.blogspot.com

Caio Fern - acrylic on canvas 2011- Standards of Glory

2011-12-21T07:34:00.004-07:00

A real Merry Christmas painting, I think this work express so well my Christmas mood and happiness that I must to say it is the most hipper realistic self portrait painting ever made in the whole History of the civilization.
Recently I have had access to some indie movies that are very rare to get so I didn't watch then for the second time for years always wishing to have the opportunity to watch again.
It was a very good thing because showed me how much I have changed my standards,feelings and life. I did realize I had changed so much and so radically. I is great, as a door towards the freedom had opened and I accepted, passed through going beyond.
Life has been great.
The name of this painting is Standards of Glory.
I thought about to writte the tittle on it, I am still thinking about so maybe the work isn't totally finished.

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2011

2011-12-14T08:49:00.002-07:00

this is a bigger painting than I use to make....
I like small format because it is more intimist, I don't like the impressive huge shallow art of art galleries and institutions. You know , the shallowest is the work bigger it gets. I remember in art college there was one teacher that used to say " make it bigger" to the students as it was the solution for everything. Fuck academic and commercial crap.
I really liked this work and thought it beautiful, many coats of paint on this creating a visceral but elegant texture.
Again, after to have taken the photo I got very disapointed. I always complain about the photography taken... it is getting beyond ridiculous. Looks like an excuse to my failure but it isn't. It annoys me so much. On the photo it lost all the power and grace.
....well, this morning I tried to take a better photo with the day light getting in by the window, it got a little bit better but doesn't make difference. I am posting to older one.

Do I look romantic as I was proposing ? I put an end on this social crap.

2011-12-12T16:51:00.013-07:00

It is sad, pathetic... but true.
There is a time in the life of a single straight poor man that things start to get complicated. If he hasn't friends to talk about football ( soccer ) or play poker his social life gets reduced to the rare opportunities to go out that appear out of nowhere.
I hate football and to me playing poker is pretty much a similar activity than making a pact with the devil. So I have no male friends and don't miss then at all, is a relief to do not have to talk about cars and sports.
My social life after 30 something years old got pretty lame and I didn't do anything to improve it. I had a nasty past and did everything a sick mind can imagine and more. I am not proud, I got exhausted of it all.
But last Saturday I had this opportunity to go out with a nice woman after to go to a party in the evening. But the invitation only showed up in the afternoon.
It was unexpected as I didn't have intention to not even go to the little party in the evening.
Well, I am a Latin tropical man and grew up under this dogma that if a pussy calls, you attend making no questions, only go there and do your macho business. Always alert as a soldier.
It was late. I decided to wear something light as it is summer here. But I had to see if these were the right clothes for the occasion.
Few weeks ago I did the favor to break the mirror of my bedroom so the only mirror now is the tiny one in my studio. The dark spots you see aren't any attempt to create a vintage effect, the mirror exists for almost 70 years.
I couldn't stand up in front of it to see my clothes. I had to cringe. Not able to see I decided to pick up my small camera and take some shots.
Not only this.
I had to cut my hair and see how much, if you follow my blog you already know that I cut it myself doing two pig tails and cut with no mercy.
This pair of shoes isn't the one I intended to use, this is the one I use to go to supermarket. The new and good one is all dusty and I had to polish before to leave.
The belt too, the one I used is old , my brand new one is in my closet and I had to pierce a new hole with nail and hammer.
Not saying I still had to take a shower and brush my teeth and shave.
After to have taken the first pic I had a weird feeling looking to the image on the monitor. Something was very wrong.
The second pic already shows my unhappy face towards this puzzle of what I was feeling about the way I looked.
The third pic gave me real cramps:
"DO I LOOK AS I AM PROPOSING!!?" NO FUCKING WAY IN HELL !!! '"
You must to think it is ridiculous but I got in panic.
I even tried to take a pic on the sofa but wasn't able to see anything so decided to go back to my bedroom and change clothes.
On the way to shower I turned on and gave up about going out.
The image of me on my knees as I was asking made me really depressed.
.No shining new shoes.
.No cutting hair.
.No shower.
.No new hole on the brand new belt.
I spent the night in front of the TV watching Gran Torino eating pop corn with my dogs barking to the neighbors at the gate. And the most important: Saving my sweat blessed money.
It is sad , pathetic... but true.
But today I received a Christmas card from a friend and it was very nice of her. I love this girl... and love the fact she is at the other side of the country and will never bother me to go out accepting me the way I am, unsympathetic, anti-social, judgmental, not romantic and annoying. Uff... free.

the Art Magazine Caixa Lote published Caio Fern on the Second Issue

2011-12-12T03:41:00.003-07:00

http://www.caixalote.com/

the Art Magazine Caixa Lote, published Caio Fern on the Second Issue

The Brazilian art magazine Caixa Lote based in São Paulo has released its second edition this last Saturday and you can find my work on the pages 55, 56 and 57.

I must to say this is an Historic Issue ( !!!!! ) as you can find Crissant's work there too.

If you want to discover new and/or alternative Brazilian artists, more focused in São Paulo , finding artists you would never have the chance to see anywhere, this is a good site to do it.

Thank you all folks , you're the best.
OBRIGADO !

Esse ultimo Sabado a revista Caixa Lote lançou sua segunda edição e voce pode encontrar meus trabalhos nas paginas 55, 56 e 57 entre varios artistas novos e/ou alternativos que valem a pena conferir.
Essa revista com apenas 3 edições ja tem deixado claro sua proposta e feito a diferença chamando atençao para ousadia e qualidade.

http://www.caixalote.com/

I confess I've been a bit satisfied

2011-12-10T16:52:00.001-07:00

I confess I’ve been a bit satisfied lately with my work ( of painting ).

I believe that I have condensed elements into a more focused way of expression.

The intention towards the works never was to represent anything, but to express the feelings generated during the process of the individual having to deal with itself.

I try to avoid the description of ideas, facts and concepts, what is hard to do when it is about figurative painting, and more, representational art….. as I don’t intend to represent anything, only to use the external light reflected by skin and its volumes on my own face as model for painting.

The real intention behind the works is producing expression by itself. Expression of individual issues behind the struggle for self development and self improvement, but making the artwork to become as independent as possible from the author on its feelings, life and destiny.

I always believed that pictorial values by its plots would be enough for all my needs. But during the whole year of 2011 I focused on composition of the image as a way to increase the conversation among an intention of anti-space, pictorial values, and the viewer.

The intention of denying the external space where the main figure is the only subject is still there and got a new and deeper level of intensity now. It opened the possibility to explore with more efficiency internal spaces found into the individual nature and its process self-discovering and fighting to become reformed, remodeled. Even so one of my earlier concerns was the doubt if exploring more internal spaces the image would naturally spread all over and lose its focus into itself. But I am glad to report that by a not so big effort it didn’t happen, as a matter of fact was the opposite, I have never been able to develop an image into itself as I’ve done lately.

I still have some issues to solve that haven’t made me totally satisfied and again for being able to reach what I need I will have to turn my attention to the improvement of the pictorial values always having in mind I can not lose the achievements obtained my the improvement of the composition.

The problem of the composition is creativity. I always saw creativity as an obstacle and diversion for the purest form of self expression. As I said , pictorial values should be able to deal with all my needs of expression and make the work be able to live by itself. But I confess the creativity demanded by the efforts for composing an image has given me a bigger offer for exploring internal territories and has made easier to deal with the image, maybe creativity is an escape from my main target. I don’t know if its is a phase or if it is another characteristic of my work’s nature that is coming to stay definitely. I say definitely because these characteristics aren’t new, you can observe then on the whole trajectory of my work with more emphasis on the years of 2001 and 2002. But I believe that on all the periods it has appeared in a more or less obvious way.

So in fact I didn’t produce anything really new on 2011, only improved or got more aware of characteristics I have denied for years or simply didn’t feel the necessity to work so hard on it giving the attention I think now it deserves.

Why Am I writting this? I had nothing better to do, was looking to the watch all the time, now it is 21:26 , time to leave.

http://www.silentspots.blogspot.com/

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2011

2011-12-07T09:08:00.002-07:00

Caixa Lote - second issue - with two works by Caio Fern

2011-12-05T13:58:00.001-07:00

two works of mine are going to be on this new Issue of the Brazilian Art Magazine "Caixa Lote" . www.caixalote.com

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2011

2011-12-05T06:31:00.000-07:00

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2011

2011-11-28T13:45:00.002-07:00

experiments, experiments....
today I am happy.

Caio Fern, acrylic on canvas 2011 ... and about influences.

2011-11-26T08:40:00.004-07:00

So since Thursday night I have been in my studio preparing the canvasses for this painting.
.......well..... yesterday I spent all the time experimenting different kinds of green, only this.
For 3 weeks I have gone to the MASP ( a traditional museum of art here in Sao Paulo ) only to see again a Lucas Cranach, the Younger painting (1515 – 1586 ) . As a Matter of fact the curator had the brilliant decision to hang this painting by the side of a Hans Hobein and a really wonderful Frans Halls... and it all with a comfortable bench right in front of it. I don't need to say it became my second home now.
I posted here the picture of the Cranach's painting that is at the MASP. Among the 3 painters, side by side, is the worse painting.... but is beautiful and the green background has seduced me deeply.
The composition of the 3 painting side by side is great because has this work on the left, in the middle the Holbein with its typical blue background and on the right Frans halls with a work were a grey-green ton predominant. So it all fits and makes me feel like to paint my life with blue and green, my favorite colors by the way.
All these days I have looked for an excuse to use green and blue , but as here is spring and I work at a place with a beautiful garden I think green has built a warmer nest in my chest.
If you look to my painting will notice under the chins and near the noses was a little background, on the photo it looks black but is green, not the same ton of the cranach's painting, much darker, but was made by the inspiration I had with this painting.
Lately I had thought a lot about Aleijadinho, a Brazilian sculptor from the 18th century that had a huge influence on my work when I was starting to paint. I forgot about this but for one month or so it all came to my mind and I notice that still today his influences appear on my work. My paintings are based on self portrait and my eye is very similar the eyes of his sculpture, the format of the face too, long and slim. He used as models the Brazilian people of the time, descendants of Portuguese and local native Indians. I still love his style and I consider him the only authentic artist of the Brazil's History ( besides me ;) and an authentic genius, if he was European would be considered on of the great masters, but he was Brazilian, from the 18th century... so nobody give a crap.
Weird, maybe because I am a painter, maybe for hidden reasons, but Cranach at the German's 16th century looks closer to me than Aleijadinho, Brazilian of the 18th century. Maybe because has Cranach in Sao Paulo's Museums but not Aleijadinho as his works are at the State of Minas Gerais at North of my State.
But my painting's meanings have have lot's to do with Cranach's and Aleijadinho and absolute nothing at the same time.
Hope you enjoy....
Have a nice weekend, I woke up today ( Saturday) at 6:00am to start to paint and now it is 2:15pm. I finished one hour ago. Yes it was a nice and slow painting enjoying the sunny morning of Spring.

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - more crazy shit, baby.

2011-11-23T08:07:00.002-07:00

more crazy shit that makes no sense.....
no, come on, this is cute.
yes, I have no idea of what I am doing , yes, I don't care.

the last two works, both made this week, are for the decoration of my new tea corner here in my home, I didn't know what I wanted but it had to be small.

I don't expect you to like my new stuff, but I believe that my work is going to get worse and worse now ( to you, people in general ) as I don't know what I am doing and I still didn't find a way to express these little things inside me.

Caio Fern , acrylic on canvas 2011.

2011-11-21T08:45:00.003-07:00

only a nice and calm painting in the morning listening music and do not thinking about the busy week I am going to have ahead.

this is it , i need to buy a decent camera, this one is having problem to turn it on and I think there is something wrong with the lens too, it is capturing the pictorial values in a all fragmented way.
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loose painting with no intention to arrive anywhere, just painting and having fun with the plots of brush stroke and little values.

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-11-19T11:05:00.001-07:00

ufff......

after a while I finally decided to paint.
I think it is closer of what I have searched for this year....
the name of this painting would be : " I can't find a way to express all the love I feel".
I would even write this on the canvasses, but I decided to don't do it. I even don't think this work talk about it anymore.
But these days I have listened music a lot ( what a surprise ) and this work express so well my way to stay on this world at this moment. I got impressed when it was finished. THIS IS ME!! a real self-portrait.
I am very well, thank you very much for asking, life has been great and all the good feelings are overflowing from me. .... but I am passing by internal battles, questions and changes, what isn't bad at all... I believe this work express this side much better and in a stronger way.

Honey, for you that isn't feeling so good these days, I want to let you know I didn't forget about and I have prayed. Don't worry you are going to be fine very soon.
Love.

Revolutionary Rebels must to keep some traditions in South America.

2011-11-15T15:29:00.007-07:00

Revolutionary Rebels must to keep some traditions in South America.

Oh my dear God I am screwed ! How did I end like this !!!!!! I can't believe I have become one of then.... ts ts ts.... not me.
These photos are the incontestable prove that I almost fell for that and became a part of the system.
So there was me walking on the street of a pseudo-democratic country looking to the shopping windows displaying goods and thinking how could I spend my sweaty little money when I remembered that I don't have anymore my classical EXPLOITED - LET'S START A WAR t-shirt that I love so much and have bought every 5, 7 years since I was something like 10 years old. It always gets stolen from me by some ex-girlfriend that wants to hurt my feelings ( and is well succeeded ), so I have to by another one. Maybe I should stop to date white trash bitches that listen Exploited ( are you listen, Linda? Can you at least stop to eat French fries and chicken while you read this ? ).... or maybe I should marry then ... anything for making my t-shirts stop to be stolen.
So I went to a store at down town and got my new one.
Arriving home I got all exited to prove and wear my new LETSSTARTAWAR-EXPLOITED-T listening to the album and dancing all over the house.
But it just didn't fit !!!! I PUT ON WEIGHT !!!!! I PUT ON FUCKING WEIGHT !!!! not me, Sir, not me , please !!!!

How come ?
You know , a Rebel South American Revolutionary must to keep certain traditions..... the first one is to keep the raw handsomeness and be an example of manhood. This is extremely important during the Revolution, you know, if you conquer the hearts of the imperialist bitches, you rule the whole Empire !
So I put on the t-shirt and the first thing I saw was teets !!! Not male boobs ... no.... not male boobs.....please.... come on..... where is my hunting knife!! I am going to tear it away from my chest now !
Then I looked down.... my belly.......Am I a 7 months pregnant ?
Then I looked down.... lower... WHERE'S MY DICK !? Didn't it shrink? It can't be possible. I bet it is the Coca Cola's fault.... those capitalists want to shrink my dick !!!! They want to win the war crushing my nuts !!!!
First they come with cultural imperialism making me feel like to buy an English Band T-shirt, then they make me put on weight , now they shrink my dick.
I DECLARE WAR !!!!!!!!! Let's start it now !!!!!!! Mother fuckers !!!! I have an army of 4 Lhasa Apsos that bark all the time they see people wearing uniform. Come at me bro , I am ready! I was born ready !!

Then I looked at the mirror and... TA DA !!! What is this? Do I live in Iceland now ? I am in Brazil !!! The only good thing about being in Brazil is that I wasn't supposed to get worried with my tan ! How come did I get so pale ?!! Who is this guy?

Oh.....
I am not going to face the fact I am getting old. I don't care if I am 36 years old... I feel as I was 12 and I am going to stay like that. I used to have that fucking great swimmer body, perfect shape and tanned..... Who is this jelly guy !!! ???

well.... I got sad and took a picture of my face..... when I saw the image it made me remember one relative of mine that used to say when I was a kid that didn't like to be seem with me because I looked like a fanatic rapist. WHAT?! I never swallowed that. How could a 8 years old kid look like a fanatic rapist? But look to my face now ! I do look like a fanatic everything.
I was thinking to renew my passport... but how can I get a Visa to any country being from Brazil and looking like a terrorist ?

I am on a diet already, and working out..... I know I am hot and I am going to prove this to the entire world doesn't matter what.
And I am going to get nice girls and not the cranky grumble ones just because they are the last alternative.
And I am going to do this listening the Let's Start a War album.
Che Guevara got murdered because was fat as a cow... it will not happen to me. LA REVOLUCION CONTINUA !!!!

La Femme - Agenda 2012 - by Crissant.

2011-11-08T01:56:00.003-07:00

..........So last evening I got surprised with the great news about my friend Crissant that have created a 2012 agenda.
This is great news indeed.
"Agenda 2012 - La Femme
An agenda composed by images that make reference to the sensitivity, sensuality and beauty that reside in every women.
All images made by Crissant".
My favorite characteristic about Crissants work is the fact she is able to transform the everyday life in pure beauty giving honest and sweet poetry to this.
Photographers in general when want to "create" a similar atmosphere use to hire top models and go to locations impossible to reach. But Crissant doesn't, she has all these possibilities and know all the right people to do one more fashion stereotyped work wouldn't be a problem to her, even so she chooses and is able to work with everyday references and common people , what is much more generous and shows a real commitment with live , art and the viewer...... no bullshit, no tentatives to be impressive and full the audience.
This year she got so quiet, I think I know the reasons...... but at least she appears with this agenda and we can have a little bit more contact with her.
Love you little girl. More than ever and ever.

you can see the agenda and buy it here : http://br.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2618524

and you can see her post about and start to follow her blog here : http://fotografiacrissant.blogspot.com/2011/11/n87.html

Ok, all this advertisement has a price... because she promised to send me a gift, you know.... one month ago or so.... but I didn't see this gift arriving here at my sweet Welter Haus ( that has many flowers on this Spring... ahhhhh, I love spring ) ..... what makes me very sad......
So I thought... maybe if I write a text kissing her tiny hot ass it will touch her cute heart and she remember of me.

Not exactly the real reasons but at least cheap excuses for the fact I haven't painted for two months.

2011-11-07T08:42:00.005-07:00

Not exactly the real reasons but at least cheap excuses for the fact I haven't painted for two months.

ufff....
Two months I've done nothing in my studio except for listening music and drunk green tea tea till having overdoses of it.
The picture with the compilations is only about what I listened this weekend. Singing and dancing and jumping on the cough.
I have added 2 new acquisitions to my " folkloric Deutsch mug collection" , these ones are from local parties among hundreds of very common German parties that use to happen here every year on October.
I have tried to paint but I just don't feel like to... maybe this week I start something new. I force and force going to studio everyday but all I do is to look to my work and for some feelings I have felt, then get affected by the tea's caffeine thinking more than I should and when I realize it is time to leave and go back to the world after the gold.

Now there is Caio Fern on the site kaleidoskop.

2011-10-19T11:55:00.001-06:00

Now there is Caio Fern on the site kaleidoskop.

this is a very good place to know new artists.

check the link.

http://kaleidoskop-art.com/index.php?content=2

kaleidoskop is an independent project and exhibition space, opening its doors to all artists and designers. Whether you are experienced or just starting out, kaleidoskop is a good opportunity to show your work and to connect with other creative minds. As its name states, this space is a convergence point for art from all backgrounds: illustration, video-art, graphic design or experimental installations. There are no pre-defined borders to this project. kaleidoskop offers the possibility to experiment and be inspired, to be a blank page, gallery or meeting point for artists and designers.

Neukölln’s blossoming art scene is the perfect location to join Berlin’s inspiring creative side and kaleidoskop offers a welcoming space for networking and collaborations. Please stop by or share your ideas and inspiration.

enjoy your bacon and hotdog - Concealed Cruelty - Pork Industry Animal Abuse Exposed

2011-10-13T07:48:00.005-06:00

please , link to the video below.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBR4FlrWVk4&feature=player_embedded&noredirect=1&oref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fl.php%3Fu%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fwww.youtube.com%252Fwatch%253Fv%253DjBR4FlrWVk4%2526feature%253Dplayer_embedded%26h%3D1AQDhGSxuAQCVZIPAHYS0LVegdpRSlIz-qcITPBjxdJxxYw&has_verified=1

A new Mercy For Animals undercover investigation provides a shocking look into one of the nation's largest pork producers -- Iowa Select Farms in Kamrar, Iowa. At this factory farm, mother sows and their piglets are forced to suffer brutal abuse and lives of unrelenting confinement and misery.

Between April and June of 2011, an MFA investigator documented:

- Mother sows confined to barren metal crates barely larger than their own bodies -- unable to turn around or lie down comfortably for nearly their entire lives

- Workers ripping out the testicles of conscious piglets without the use of painkillers

- Piglets suffering with herniated intestines, due to botched castration

- Conscious piglets having their tails painfully sliced into and yanked off with dull clippers

- Large, open, pus-filled wounds and pressure sores

- Sick and injured pigs left to languish and slowly die without proper veterinary care

- Mother pigs -- physically taxed from constant birthing -- suffering from distended, inflamed, bleeding, and usually fatal uterine prolapses

- Management training workers to throw piglets across the room -- comparing it to a "roller coaster ride"

Upon reviewing the undercover footage, world-renowned animal behaviorist Dr. Jonathan Balcombe denounced the facility, stating that "this video depicts scenes of unbearable suffering and inexcusable neglect. ... This farm should be closed down at once."

Veterinarian Dr. Armaiti May also condemned the operation, stating, "I was greatly disturbed and appalled to watch footage of such horrifying cruelty and neglect towards pigs." Dr. May further stated:

"I recommend group housing be instituted which allows enough space for pigs to turn around and extend their limbs without touching the sides of the enclosures or each other. All surgical procedures including castrations should be done only with the pigs anesthetized and using sterile technique."

Subjecting animals to a lifetime of confinement in crates so small they are virtually immobilized is perhaps the cruelest form of institutionalized animal abuse in existence. A growing number of animal welfare experts opposes the use of gestation crates, concluding what common sense should have told us all along: animals with legs should have room to move.

Dr. Temple Grandin, who is considered the world's leading expert on farmed-animal care and is an animal welfare advisor to the U.S. Department of Agriculture and the meat industry, asserts that "gestation crates for pigs are a real problem. ... Basically, you're asking a sow to live in an airline seat ... I think it's something that needs to be phased out."

Sadly, grocery giants Kroger, Costco, Safeway, and Hy-Vee condone confining animals in crates barely larger than their bodies by selling pork from producers who use gestation crates -- including Iowa Select Farms. These corporations have both the power and ethical responsibility to reject this abusive factory farming practice by immediately adopting policies that require suppliers to phase out their use of gestation crates.

Confining mother pigs in such crates is so patently cruel that the practice has been banned by the entire European Union, New Zealand, and the states of Florida, Arizona, Oregon, Colorado, California, Maine and Michigan.

Yet, while other states make progress to prevent cruelty to farmed animals, legislators in Iowa -- the largest pork-producing state in the nation -- are actively working to conceal it. At the behest of factory farm interests, Iowa legislators are considering an "ag-gag" bill that seeks to silence and intimidate whistleblowers who document and expose animal abuse. As this new investigation graphically illustrates, with not a single federal law providing protection to animals on factory farms, and Iowa state anti-cruelty law largely exempting farmed animals, legislators should be working to enact laws protecting animals, not abusers.

As MFA works to expose and end the exploitation of animals at the hands of the meat, egg and dairy industries, consumers still hold the greatest power of all to prevent needless suffering of farmed animals by adopting a healthy and humane vegan diet.

To sign the petition to help end this cruelty, visit:
http://mercyforanimals.org/pigabuse/take-action.aspx

Iris, Sunday afternoon --------------- by Caio Fern ( who else ?)

2011-10-09T08:58:00.000-06:00

When the shores forget its own voids to fall in silence into fading sounds and lost eras of purple and blue.
The pale texture of her skin became everything existence should be fed with.....
.......into me.

In bed we opened The Book.
Allowing the drizzle to fall outside whispering the gray/gold of distant spiritual edges cuddling.

Sweet Station posting about Caio Fern !

2011-10-05T07:54:00.004-06:00

http://sweet-station.com/blog/2011/10/caio-fern/

Hi Everyone !!!!
this site SWEET STATION has my work posted today by Honey that wrote very nice words about it.
Thank you Honey.
Sweet Station is a nice place to know new artists and creative people that produces in the aesthetical area in general.
Hope you have fun visiting it.
http://sweet-station.com/blog/2011/10/caio-fern/

Thank you Honey!!!!

One year without Mindy.

2011-10-04T08:26:00.004-06:00

September was the month that completed one year of the death of my daughter.
No Sadness, just love.
I decided to post about this now because I thought it would be better.

Love you Mindy !!

acrylic on wood , Caio Fern 1999

2011-09-30T08:30:00.004-06:00

I loved this piece when I finished and still love today 12 years later. Not only me , it was a success on an exhibition I did........... year of 1999.
This is one of my sweethearts. Will never be for sale.
It was made one or two months before I really started to paint. So I was experimenting everything I could and never knew what would happen. This so simple , direct and punk rock work just came to me in a sunny afternoon as it is today.
A friend of mine used to say it is the purest German Romanticism wearing new clothes. I laughed when he said that and never gave a definitive answer. Maybe he was right. I still don't know. Hope he was right. hahahah!

have you all a great weekend .
and please don't forget to buy my last book MEIN WELT :
http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

some pics of the book MEIN WELT here in my home.

2011-09-28T08:35:00.015-06:00

For those ones that were curious about the book MEIN WELT, I must to say I couldn't be happier.
So I am showing some pics I took here.
Hope you enjoy this ( I dare to say ) real masterpiece of the book design and Mein Welt Culture.
I don't know if the light I used to shoot now made it get too pale or even obfuscate, but the colors of the book are really wonderful.

All works by Caio Fern.

you can see the whole book for free here :
http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

What are you looking at,

2011-09-25T17:45:00.002-06:00

yes, this is underground painting, different of the polite conceptual crap you find out there, I think I must to be generous and offer real art for people, even so if you are not smart or sensitive enough to see and get what is my work about fuck you, it isn’t supposed to be made to you anyway. I am so exhausted of manipulative contemporary art sites that have as proposal to present a new space for new artists but have a policy that is only about to direct the viewer’s eyes and sensitivity telling then what they must to like, consume , agree and produce………………………………. ……………………. All works by Caio Fern 2011 www.silentspots.blogspot.com”
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I posted this on an art site that is supposed to be a space for new artists but the only thing they do is to manipulate the viewers eye to the polite conceptual crap they believe that must to rule the world.

We must to have our own voice, come on artists, stop to only show your works for people you know that will say : oh, wonderful, i love this.

ok, NOW I regret.... THIS should be the cover of my book Mein Welt.

2011-09-19T17:54:00.002-06:00

ok, NOW I regret....
THIS should be the cover of my book Mein Welt.
http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

The new ART BOOK !!! - --- MEIN WELT ---- yey !!!!!

2011-09-12T09:58:00.003-06:00

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

yey !!! finally,
I just published the book MEIN WELT !
I have worked on it since October 2010.
I am really happy with it , since the beginning it was supposed to be a fancy pretty and a bit expensive book, but it worths every single penny. The book is beautiful, touching and absolute not logical. Typical Mein Welt.
Life couldn't be better. I am so grateful that I was able to produce and publish it , a real dream, a real miracle.

You that are more intimate of my work , this blog and Mein Welt in general can understand much more about the book.

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

Book concerned to register the Mein Welt Culture with poetry and beauty, its characters, ornaments, architecture, furniture, cuisine and other aspects of this little town hidden among sunny and cold mountains ( or just "Up There" ). Photography, Painting, Drawing, Sculpture by Caio Fern.

this is the link :

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2476516

studio's still life - Caio Fern 2011

2011-09-09T07:44:00.003-06:00

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-09-08T08:58:00.004-06:00

every single good thing on this work was given to me by God. Thank you.

Can I complain about the color of the photography again ?
this is so rich about colors.
But this time has a different aspect ; the fact that after a couple of hours painting I had only made 50% of it and among the large number of different colors I seemed that nothing was matching. I got very frustrated. Then I decided to give few steps away from it to observe and everything was more perfect than I intended to make.
The difference is that by experience I know when I am painting and the work is going to look much better when I take few steps away. I know the pictorial effects and stuff like that... but in this case I believed that was really failing... I didn't see any good thing happening , and then 3 metros away it was beautiful.
Yesterday I spent the whole afternoon listening Bach and getting deeply touched ... I have this CD here but didn't listen it for something like 4 years.
My GOD Bach is wonderful.

Thank you Jesus for all inspiration from the beginning to the end.

some works I found here from 1998/1999 - by Caio Fern - grey way to deal with Sao Paulo and spirituality

2011-09-07T07:48:00.019-06:00

grey way to deal with Sao Paulo and spirituality

Between 1995 and 1999 I did everything to do not paint. I had a huge prejudice against the idea of painting as it was unnecessary irrelevant for the time we are living.
So I tried many different medias and after a while I started to develop this mixed medias that were very cheap to be produced.
Here I am posting few samples of hundreds of works.... I will maybe start to post some of then from time to time, these ones here were the first ones I found on the top of a big pile of works... I have other 4 piles with the same quantity. Too many things.
During this time I used to exhibit it on collective exhibitions of new artists on alternative art spaces.
I still think it is ahead of the time now and people will never get, maybe their sons.

if you pay attention will realize that I was begin to paint.
you can't deny your nature .

3 self portraits . Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - face , soul and dick -

2011-09-05T18:43:00.002-06:00

3 self portraits . Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - face , soul and dick -

Can I complain about the colors of this photo that make the work look so cheap and ugly ?
Ok I won't.

3 self portraits , all very well connected , sure :

- My face, spiritual and with the same personality impossible to forget ;)

- My soul, yes , I feel like a happy big blue bunny

- My dick, handsome and not Jew.

I am feeling so pretty today. As a matter of fact, night. As I only have to go to work tomorrow I spent the whole day in my studio and painted this , only finished at 8:30 pm... then after one hour looking to it and waiting to dry I took a picture and came to check my email on internet and post this beauty for improving the art world. I am so generous.

KISS !

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - revised.

2011-09-03T07:53:00.003-06:00

Two nights ago I decided to paint this work a little bit more.
It was painted on January 10 but I never felt it was tottaly finished because of the background. Now I believe that I fixed it. It is horrible to have a painting that doesn't make you feel confortable when think about it, it is like a half truth, it doesn't match with what you feel. Doesn't matter if was painted yesterday or ten years ago. You must to go there and fix it.
I think it is fixed now.

people , you are looking to the wrong signs. you must to take the opposite direction to MEIN WELT.

2011-09-02T06:44:00.006-06:00

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-09-01T11:11:00.006-06:00

"At the end it is a good painting , what kills it is the initial idea"..... was what I spent the last hours in my studio saying while drunk my cup of tea and let the noise of the sunny and cold cold almost freezing street get in my life by the window.
As always , what killed this work was the brain... the pictorial values on it are very good.... but the brain composing and building.
So if it was already ruined my mind.... lets put a little bit of "ideas" on it . That is the reason I decided to add the rests of canvasses I found on into the trash can of my studio.
So now it is really "a thing". And I think it adds balance and more personality to the painting.
this is it. I had a nice day painting and tomorrow intend to paint again. Something I don't have to think about ... because ... you know.... I am a good painter but not that smart... I don't know why my brain tries to destroy me, Only because I tried to kill it many years ago with lots of drugs and alcohol now he wants revenge.
Fuck you brain, kill yourself and leave me alone with my painting !!!!

what I have listened during studio time.

2011-08-29T07:06:00.004-06:00

This is what I have listened these last two weeks in my studio. Yes , only old stuff.
Listening those bands helped me to think about composition for the images. The last 6 or 7 paintings I've made have strong influence of this.... much more than any influence visual art have given to me. As a matter of fact I haven't searched references on visual art for years.... at least something about for the last 4 years nothing I've seen had an impact on my work, only music. Old music :D

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-08-26T11:33:00.003-06:00

An angry mess?
You bet it is.
Incredible, this morning I woke up a bit lazy but happy for having a time to paint. I spent the whole earlier night at the studio only thinking and was exited for the morning light and start to paint.
I believe that in less than 5 minutes painting my mood got totally twisted and I lost my patience with every single detail. There was a moment that I said: " I hate this painting , it has been 4 hours that I am working on it and nothing happens". Then I realized that I was painting for only 45 minutes. hahah!
Well.... after one hour the painting was too well done , I mean, so illustrative and polite that didn't have its own life and didn't seen that would get better. So I started to erase everything and cut. This is it . Done and fuck off.
well... now I even like the final result.
I thing that more than any kind of meditation , yoga or anything else, painting is the biggest and hardest lesson of patience and perseverance. My best works happened when I was working hard on it and nothing was right.... so I tried harder and after hours made that hell become a really good painting. I belive that most part of people that says that aren't good painter is because they just give up too easily.
Then exists that cheap excuse : Painting isn't a good media for modern life because we are always doing lots of things at the same time too fast and have no time for anything else". Sure , what a lame excuse , people spends hours in front of TV or computer or playing video games but don't have few hours to paint.
Today I was the opposite of what I believe. I really lost my patience about everything. Now doesn't even matter if this work is good or not , only the fact it exists is already a miracle. Part of me wished to finish it because of my bad mood. Why not to be faithful to what you feel ? Simple, right ? Nothing more basic and simple than this. I would feel like an hypocrite if I said : " You know what ? I don't like this feeling so I am going to stop to paint and wait till I get calmer and happier". No... this isn't me. hahahah!
Have a nice weekend everyone !

when little paintings pretend to be drawings. Caio Fern 2001 2002. Oil or acrylic on paper.

2011-08-25T09:20:00.010-06:00

It has been so many years that I don't draw..... I dislike so much to draw that even when I draw I don't.... these are all paintings, there are no lines on it, only very thin spots and sometimes not thin at all .
I just don't like to express myself by the kind of plots offered by lines ...I need spots, I need the relation spots offer between light and matter.
But I remember that doing these works I found some satisfaction.
these are few works of a time I used to make lots a day.... really , I think I have something like hundreds here. I only took pictures of something like 20 in 2009 and left kept on my files here.
works from 2001 and 2002 .
keep it simple,Caio, keep it simple.

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - BRIGHT GROSS WEIGHT WING - Giotto , I think he is a strong influence on this work.

2011-08-21T08:31:00.010-06:00

So there was Me at 3 am finishing my painting all happy because It was a good work, maybe the best of the year. I put some music to play , one of my old CDs ... listening and looking to the work... again, all happy and satisfied. I started this painting on Saturday morning after a walk under the rain, winter and rain together is wonderful, only me at the streets at 5:00 or 6:00 o'clock and the pure smells of earth grass and flowers from the feel gardens I can find here. I had my Scotch umbrella made in China and my Italian shoes made in Sao Paulo inside's country and everything got even better when I crossed a ( i don't know the names in English ) pink Primavera growing upon a pine tree , so the winter dried the leaves pine tree exposing its wonderful branches but as here in Brazil nobody respects anything , the Primavera plant decided to become full of pink flowers right in the winter. birds and "pinhas" on the branches and a clear grey sky blowing coldness into my neck. Kill me now because I am ready, lovely quiet morning.
I started the painting when arrived home but stopped at noon, I came to check emails and went to sleep, I woke up after 40 minutes and only drunk tea till 10:00pm when decided to keep painting.
Now you know everything. And between 3:00 and 6:30 I only listened music and looked to it saying : "Caio you brilliant bastard, I am so proud of you". I prayed to God saying thank you for the opportunity of painting one more time and for the fact He gave me one really good work.
At 6:30 I left the studio and went to my bedroom, Turned on the TV in hope it could help me to sleep and what I see. It happens that Sunday one of the TV channels here shows a very popular catholic priest in the morning, his mass isn't bad at all and I thought it would be nice to sleep listening Jesus this Jesus that.... when the mass finishes and the TV show is almost over, the last image they show is a traditional Byzantine image of Jesus.
Well, if Jesus is the Truth and He is... He just showed me that I am not that brilliant at all and should keep a bit more humble about my skills, talent and work.
The image that appeared for 2 seconds or less on TV made me remember of Giotto, one of the earlier loves and influences about painting, I remember how much I loved his work when was starting to paint 12 years ago.
I remember too of my last work and went back to the studio. Yep, I didn't do anything new , this work is only a 21st version of Giotto's painting. Nothing new here.
It has been years that I don't "visit" his work by books and even less on internet, so I didn't realized how similar it was.
Well, I went to sleep with that feeling that at least I will one day be able to paint again and maybe do something for real. Till then I will just swallow my pride and recognize that all my creativity and talent only drove me to produce a work similar what a Italian guy made between 1266/7 - 1337.
On this work I have absolut any religious intention but sure , as always , search for developing spiritual issues. Giotto was 100% religious.. but at his time , religion and spirituality could be considered the same wings of the same need and search.

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By the way, after my walk in the morning before to paint I had decided that the name of this work would be :

BRIGHT GROSS WEIGHT WING.

Portrait of painters posting Caio Fern ( andes )

2011-08-20T08:36:00.003-06:00

why dod I only see this post now , this was one of the first blogs I started to follow when I created this Mein Welt. Wonderful bog for who really loves painting.

http://portraitsofpainters.blogspot.com/search/label/Caio%20Fernandes

thank you. I makes me really happy, is a real honnor.

""PORTRAITS OF PAINTERS
Self Portrait in the Art"""

Photos and memes at MEIN WELT !!!!!!!!

2011-08-20T08:30:00.010-06:00

THE photos by Caio Fern ( Der Welter Konig ) in my studio one week ago... and the memes made by Vania a friend of mine , today I opened my email and found this. Thank you Vania, love !

AHHH!!! ...and the paintings when I was playing with then as puzzles. Caio, don't play with art, it isn't a toy !!!!

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - cut and add.

2011-08-18T08:08:00.004-06:00

At least for this week this is going to be the last one I will produce as I have done a total of 3 painting/objects.
Again the photo sucks, hahahah! oh my... I complain about the same things every single time for years. And about these last works has even more problem, I can't pass to the photo one aspect I really like that is when I walk around the studio looking to it and its different angles. The work is strong and seducing but by photo is only a piece on the wall. What can I do ? I think that even with a good camera it would look like this.
On this process I have to take decisions during and after to paint when I am cutting the canvasses. I don't only cut around the head, I really decide to make cuts creating new formats that I didn't see when was only holding a brush. It allows my to be complete about the two main visual art natures: mould and sculpture. People always refer painting and sculpture as similar arts but the are the extreme opposite. Painting is like ceramics-pottery where you have to add matter to the body and manipulate it till give the form you search for. On Sculpture you have a full body and must to take-extract matter till find the for you need.
On these works I am able to do the same as the paintings are always bigger than the final result, then I cut cut cut for intensifying the expression reducing it only to the extremely necessary. If on a canvasses or board the balance of the image is crucial for its harmony here it becomes the most important part of the expression and this is what will make the work survive.

On this particular piece I cut cut cut cut... and latter had to add parts already cut back to the work but in different positions and functions.

I hope you liked it !
see you !

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-08-16T13:32:00.003-06:00

yes , I finished one yesterday and started this one today.... done !!!
I just wanted to put it in practice a little bit more.
I don't think this is going to be the new way my work is going to take. They are only experiments I am doing here. No commitment ;)

Hope you enjoy.

acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-08-15T08:08:00.004-06:00

Should I complain again about the colors on the computer? I spent 30 minutes today trying to take a photo that could show the colors. I didn't even care for the other aspects. When I got one I came to post it. On the camera it is ok, but here it sucks doesn't matter how much I change the computer's screen.

Ok, I have nothing to talk about this work. Isn't a new thing to me about nothing. more than 10 years ago I worked all the aspects you see there.But now some parts are better. At the end... lokking better to it at my studio... i really liked this work.
To cut the canvasses on the format of the head is tempting but I think it can incorporate the world around. That is the reason I leave the blank canvasses on my works... it kind of protectS the head from the world.

whatever... this photo issue made me get really upset . I do hope you like it anyway.

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-08-12T22:04:00.003-06:00

I promised to myself that wouldn't paint this week.... I have been exhausted to paint... but you know.... last night I had nothing to do so I went to my studio with a cup of tea in my hand and started to look around... I felt like to paint exactly this idea you see on this painting. But I can't say it started with an idea... it was more like an impulse.
This morning I woke up and painted this as fast as possible... I am really exhausted to paint... I almost gave up two times. But the pleasure to finish a work is still bigger than my lazy ass. So : TA DA !!!!! here it is .
I hope you enjoy.
It is near of what I am searching these last works... maybe if I try harder I will be able to reach what I need.

that dusty corner of the studio I pretend that doesn't exist.

2011-08-11T13:02:00.010-06:00

Look what I found , this 2001 painting .... stretched!!! It is rare... I don't remember why it was stretched as I never do this... maybe it was to some exhibition, it is from the time I worked with an art gallery.... so maybe this is one more crappy idea of the art dealer.

Today I decided to face that dusty corner of my studio I pretend doesn't exist. And then I decided to take pictures of the table I use everyday only to prove that it isn't so much cleaner than the dusty corner. hummm.... I need someone to clean this mess... I will not, only once a year I clean it all with poison for kill the bugs that may or may not start to think about to visit my place.

Jesus loves you...plus..... ice cream !!!!!!! does it taste like heaven or what ? this isn't sarcasm, he does, Jesus loves you.

2011-08-10T06:30:00.032-06:00

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conversion : This new Christian doctrine of love MEIN WELT is taking the world.
Praise the Lord in the name of our beloved master Jesus Christ.

all the time appears some ones saying : Caio, isn't Mein Welt, it is meine welt. Leave my life Nazi German Grammar Police.
I am so exhausted to have to explain this. They don't even read the blog , are only concerned to annoy me.
Convert to Mein Welt and stop to troll people.

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this isn't so original.Is a copy of this much funnier and more creative post :
http://imgur.com/gallery/FzrJY
and I used this site for doing the images :
http://www.says-it.com/churchsigns/

Caio Fern's photostream

2011-08-08T08:07:00.001-06:00

Caio Fern's photostream on Flickr.

visit my flickr and I hope you enjoy the works.

if everything is an illusion so everything is truth.Good Morning !!!!

2011-08-06T08:09:00.004-06:00

I think it is the winter here... it makes me feel more like to write..... different of that heat punishing this land most part of the year where I lose the will to live and create..... even so, at least about painting, the heat haven't affected me so much... but writing during the other hotter months... well.... I can't explain but just doesn't happen.
Today after a really freezing night I woke up with a nice warm sun landing on the window, and it is still cold. This is life. I love both, the cold and the subtle kind warm sunshine in the morning.

So I realized that on a dimension of reality where everything is a illusion it is impossible to produce a fiction or a lie. Everything is truth exactly for not existing under a formal position related with the biggest nature of the universe that can be opened by another dimensions of existence.

It made me get sad and calmer at the same time. Well a contradictory nature of existence can only form contradictory feelings when I am in bed looking the sun passing by the fissures of the wooden window. For the fact all is unreal and fictional... all can be faced as truth. Doesn't matter.

It made me remember one thing too. This client I had when was working on a extremely poor community here in São Paulo. There I had to deal with families and their problems. They were very poor people with no formal education and their solutions for life could be shocking to me. There was this man, a father , I used to talk to him in two different situations... family therapy where his wife and kids were present .... and alone. In front of the family he was pretty realistic, had alcohol issues and was an abusive husband, he knew that and was sincerely fighting to solve this. Alone with me he was totally schizophrenic and incapable to tell one single truth living in a fantasy world. So contradictory... and he really believed or wanted to believe on all he was telling me.
Well, I was a voluntary there and it was my second year at the college. I was working at this place more to help kids to keep going to school and teach mothers how to convince the children to stay at home doing homework and not going to street for doing drugs. I had absolute any training for dealing with that man and I couldn't call a real professional because... he was poor, black, ignorant, alcoholic, poor , poor, poor, miserable..... and... who cares ? right ?
What happens is that for my lucky in a very short time I realized that this man was more sincere with me when we were alone and he were outbreaking than when he was in front of his family being all realistic.
Through his lies I could see all the crystal clear truth... it is very common in psychoanalysis as a matter of fact, I wasn't doing anything new. Experiencing that I realized that doesn't exist lie in this life. All produced by man can be considered truth. Months latter a woman stared to work as volunteer there and she was a brilliant psychologist. She took care of this man and all my clients as I decided to work in another activity with the families offered by this center.
At the same time I worked as volunteer as medium on a Kardecist center and used to study it hard. The mentality that this is only a very low and, not unreal dimension of existence but much less real than the other dimensions where we came from and are destined to go back was increasing/improving in my mind and all blending with what I studied at College.

When I was a teenager I already thought like that, it made me go to study both things at the same time.
It is going to chase me for the whole life. That is the reason I woke up today thinking about this only because I am feeling like to write a novel that has being on my mind for years and I only didn't start because I can't decide if it is going to be written by a linear chronological order or if I am going to only obey the way memories lead to other creating emotional links where a more Cartesian logic is going to become less important or effective.

This is exactly the issue where forces me to keep painting what and the way I paint and not more impressive and "smart" images. Keep it simple as a Jesus word and deep as His meaning. ( ok I can't get deep as Him but you know what I mean, hahah)

My last painting is a good example of this. As I wrote when I posted it " only a blur on the middle of the raw canvasses". As the raw canvasses was nothing, only a support to exist in blur and make it happen even so.
It is painting for who loves painting and doesn't care for subjects, stories or meanings. The truth is there doesn't matter what. The painting ( as media ) has the power to be an expression by itself and doesn't need excuses to exist ( concepts or ideas ).
This is the whole life. This is existence on this dimension. This is the words of that poor man that only told me the truth by lies as facts doesn't matter at all, the truth is always expressed anyway.
Keep it simple and kick the material world's ass with its facts and concepts... it is all unnecessary. The Truth is there, here and everywhere on the universe independent of anything you can reach by your brain or heart or even soul as truth is the existence by itself = All small creations. All art.

A pure Caio Fern - Acrylic on canvas 2011 - Grapehead

2011-08-04T07:32:00.014-06:00

A pure Caio Fern this time.... only a single blur in the middle of the raw canvasses and nothing else.
This year I have focused a lot on composition... it gets as simple as possible but have tried to find many different ways to deal with angles, positions and distortions. But on this work I decided that only wanted to go back a little bit and focus on what really matters : pictorial values and brush strokes. plots !! plots baby !! I wanted to solve all the issues inside the image as narrow as possible. There is no reason to go to distractions as subjects, facts, ideas....... the painting can be an expression by itself... so let it be !!! ( see all the 2011 paintings here : www.silentspots.blogspot.com )
I took photos of me under the trellis grapevine that has at my backyard ( because of this and the colors I call this work GrapeHead ), So the colors you see are not my creation , aren't result of creativity... they are only the shade and the few sun light passing among the leafs and landing on my face.
It was painted last night. I was at my studio enjoying the aquarium ( that got new babies, they just born, they are tiny and are hidden behind the dense plants, they are blue and very thin yet :) and listening many albums of bands with lots of extremely distorted guitar effects. I was in the mood to work pretty much this what you see on the painting , layers and coats of brush strokes not concerned with form or proportions , like the guitars I was listening.
So I turned on the TV ( at other room of the house ) as loud as possible and had a marathon of Evangelical TV shows. hahahah! Televangelists talking about Jesus as loud as possible ?!! I am in !!! The neighbors must to love me now. I spent the whole night listening the Word and praying and painting and not giving a crap to the rest of the world. hahahah!!! AMEN ! I love this.

When I finished was very late , very cold , I was freezing. I took the painting to my bedroom and hanged by the side of the TV spending the whole night looking to it and watching ... guess what I found on opened TV?... GILMORE GIRLS !!!!! hahahah!!! what a perfect night !!!! In Portuguese.... If those girls are annoying speaking with no pause in English imagine when dub to Portuguese. But I love it. It made me remember years and years ago when I had nothing , only a dusty TV in a dusty dark living room and only this kind of series on afternoon. My life is so poetic :D I love their little town and everything else.

So I slept last night all proud of my work looking to it and saying " Oh Caio... this work is brilliant , it is a pure Caio Fern's essence and such a mix of Rembrandt with Monet !!!! The Civilization is so lucky for having you living and producing among and for then !!!!! God bless my geniality !!!!
The night was really freezing and I shacked in bed a lot. So I slept only one hour or so.
When I woke up in the morning all happy with my new work, even before to go to bathroom I opened all the windows to see the painting and.....: But... is this it ? What a crap !!!! No... Is this what I painted last night ? Can't be. I think the little fairy that destroys artist's carrier came here at night when I was sleeping and messed it up.
So I worked for more 40 minutes on it this morning and this is it... yes it is... I won't change. Life sucks and I hate my painting.

Have a nice day everyone !!!!!

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now , a couple of days after to have posted this... I am still looking to this painting and I am loving it.

Internet before Internet - Fanzines and cassette ...

2011-08-02T08:46:00.000-06:00

welter schaferhund: Internet before Internet - Fanzines and cassette ...: "No, I am not going to be nostalgic and say ; ohhh, good old times. No, everything is much better with Internet, no doubt about this. But bef..."

Happy and Classy Sunday Morning !!!! - STILL LIFE -

2011-07-30T07:20:00.005-06:00

I am living The Golden age of my life right now.
Saturday morning eating sauerkraut straight from the jar at my studio using old and useless brushies as chopsticks.
When you think that there is no way to be classier than you have always been, creativity always come to prove that exists a better way to do things. I am so chic.

A brazilian guy eating german food in a chinese way and taking pictures with a japanese camera posting on a american blog's company. Welcome Globalization for the poor !!!!

No, really , I am really happy. Not kidding. I do love sauerkraut.

I found this photo taken in 2009 of the golden hair.I tought I had deleted. I like this work. Is very Mein Welt.
All my good feelings being sent to the owner of the hair. I don't talk to her since then.

Still Live by Caio Fern 2011
Golden picture by Caio Fern 2009

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - revised

2011-07-29T06:27:00.004-06:00

I know some of you will hate me , you comment being very nice about my painting and on the next day I change it.
Sorry.
And I know it isn't the first time it happens. Only this year is the second.
grrrr....

But I spent the whole night looking to it and decided to substitute the blue part for this color that matchs more with the painting.... it now is more into the initial proposal of the work.
Before it was too "artistic"..... I don't know how to deal with things that look like art. hahahah! I preffer to create something that doesn't.

Hope you like this new version now.

all your comments are included here below on the comment section with my replies.

thanks :D

I don't trust space - Why there is no background - I don't like Brazil - Aterces Adiv - Mein Welt

2011-07-25T17:43:00.021-06:00

I don't trust space.
I believe on individual existence but I don't trust that space exists.... and I do... it is so contradictory because the idea of space affects me in a very intense form.
It all started with the idea of culture. First let me make clear what is culture to me . Culture is the way I see myself, the other and the rest of the world. All the rest is already cultural production. The way you sleep and wake up, the way you sit on bed and go to bathroom, the way to use the toilet and brush your teeth... the way you walk and breath, the way you chew the food.... it is all cultural production already. It became the biggest problem of my life. And it is closed related with space.

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Let me pretend I am changing the subject here:
I love dogs, they are one of the most sophisticated human creation, if not the most sophisticated human creation of all times of the civilization. The man took the wolf and for thousands of years manipulated it till arrive on those almost 500 registered breeds we have now. Even so , different of many other human creations it was impossible for man to take its main marks of the God's creation: the soul. Everything God created on wolf is still there. You can say that the dog is a partnership between man and God.
At school and college we learn to study the History of the civilization and more specific, Western Civilization by the angles of Economy, Wars, Politics, Religions, Science, Industry, Commerce, Art, as it is all closely related. But because of my fascination for dogs many years ago I started to study breeds and its origins, from Persia and China to Romans and later the Europe. Studying the dogs I had the most fascinated view of the Western History, much closer than any art study, economy or religious gave me before. The dogs were present on every levels and activities of the societies. All social classes. They were hunters, shepherds, warriors, guards, sports, transports, and even companions. While studying the other characteristics ( art , politics, economy....) I had only a general view of the societies where was explained as bigger phenomenon, but studying dogs I was allowed to get into the homes, to see the everyday life of the different European people from different countries and centuries. I could see their clothes, houses, fields , forests , weather, food , ornaments, needs... in a very particular way and of all social class or activity.
So I can say that studying breeds of dogs was my passport to get closer to understand a world that to me didn't matter how much I saw it on books, movies or TV , seemed like fiction and even a confuse fairy tale.
I needed this more than you can imagine. I needed more information as possible about this place culture and people I didn't understand and couldn't deal with.

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I was 15 or 16 years old. My neighborhood had many mansions and expensive houses but at the time had some vacant lots with lots of trees always between big houses. One of then had an empty house with no roof, windows or doors, only the walls made of heavy cement bricks. We kids used to go to these places for getting stoned and waist time. One day my friends had the idea of demolishing that house only kicking it. It seemed a good idea to me, we had nothing better to do.
After few minutes I was working on a wall alone demolishing bricks by bricks when I decided to stop. I left the house and got close of it among trees looking my friends kicking it and having fun observing the walls falling apart. I was happy and smiling. But I started to pass my hands on my head and hair and get a very bad feeling of anxiety, the world around stopped to make sense. No I wasn't stoned that day. I think if we had used any kind of drugs we wouldn't do that as it could drive attention of the neighbors and they could call the police. We only did bad things when we had no drugs and no excuse to be arrested for anything more serious than enjoying a nice vandalism.
The house falling down didn't make me think so much how time destroys everything , but made get impressed with the idea that it had existed. How? Did it ? When did it exist? Right here? Because I can't understand or deal with "here". What is Here? It can't be real. No way.
I suspect of reality as a 9 years old children starts to suspect of Santa Claus. I grew up like that. Reality meant place and place wasn't for real.
My neighborhood's population was formed by people that alleged that were from Europe: Germany , Austria , Switzerland, Denmark or USA ( I am not from here, they said )... the three schools there were one North American, one Swiss and one German.
The rest of Sao Paulo city, millions of people, had a totally different culture, Iberic ( Italian, Spanish , French, Portuguese ) or Midle East ( Sirian, Libanese, Turkish, Arabian ) origin, and didn't relate themselves as something similar or familiar with the things I lived in my area.
My ancient relatives claimed the same: " We are not from here".... they came from distant lands with different cultures.
I watched on TV North American movies, sitcoms, cartoons.... I had since was very small to be able to understand other people's reality ( culture ), and more or less ignore mine to be able to just turn on the TV in the morning and watch an innocent Tom and Jerry cartoon.
I was fanatic for rock'n'roll and with 8 years old had already a huge collection of albums and liked this kind of music because everything produced on my own country wasn't able to talk to me. I didn't like Brazilian= Rio de Janeiro's production. It didn't touched me at all. But with only 6 years old I wasn't able to understand one single English word but Ozzy Osborn or Quiet Riot, Twisted Sisters, and all the Pop Rock, New Wave and mainstream heavy metal of the time was able to understand me so well.
I used to see Brazilian productions for kids on TV and I disliked that, was like a torture to me. I didn't see me on those kids or on what they were doing. But I had a Michael Jackson t-shirt and a BMX bike exactly like the ones the kids had on the E.T movie ( I still love the both: Michael Jackson and the E.T movie).
It was a mess in my head. Really, it was like being a schizophrenic during the whole life.
When teenager and young adult I tried hard to blend and become a Brazilian, I tried to like everything adopting all reference to this culture I saw.... but they didn't accept me and I didn't adapted myself to the view of individual, community and the way they used to see the rest of the world.

When I saw the house at the vacant lot being demolished by my friends, all then very German like kind and distant of what seemed to be real life or real world, I got in a total crises about identity. And felt so distant of then too, I saw I had a different nature for some reason I didn't understand. Not only personal identity but the identity of the place, the culture.... the the fact how much it all could be real or exist. You can say it is a very teenager thing and would pass.
I was never able to deal with space. Space and its identity as I was never able to deal with mine own.

I never was able to deal with the idea of existing on, in, into, at, by a space.

I didn't understand any more the concept of distance and cultural differences. I didn't understand why the only people that was able to create music, movies and books were people I couldn't touch, see, people that was told to me they lived in different continents, cultures, different races. What ? It can't be possible, the ones by my side don't talk what I can relate with and distant people that don't know me and totally ignore my existence can touch me so deeply ? How it that possible ? It is so abstract. I didn't understand the concepts of other places anymore. '"what do you mean exists a place called New York, Los Angeles, London, Berlin ? It is too abstract. How can you affirm the only way to get there is flying ? Too abstract , I can't deal with it , I looked to the world map and it didn't make any sense, looked only like a drawing made by a kid. What do you mean the musicians that are able to express my feelings are from Seattle's area or Oregon? What is it? Place? Is it a place... but it makes no sense at all.
As teenager I had fanzines talking about garage bands and the only ones that traded fanzines with me and sent me cassette tapes with new bands were people from Sweden, Finland, they didn't speak my language and I didn't speak theirs, even so were the only ones that had interest on what I was "talking" about music and the only ones I totally understood the musical taste and the way to deal with art.
Why "real " people had to be so distant and abstract while the near ones by my side where unexpressive and irrelevant ?

( Now I remember about my parents and siblings. Every kid has its own brush teeth, right? I had my own brush teeth, my own cup, dish, fork, knife, spoon, bedroom, nobody was allowed to touch .......... My family was so distant to me and unreal that they were repulsive and disgusting. Since very small I didn't let my mother touch me, or my father, a simple hug was able to make me react in a rude way and the family started to argue and fight. My parents didn't look real, they didn't look married having no affection with each other, my sisters and brother were so different of me and similar my parents. I didn't match that, I didn't have the same sense of humor and didn't like the same activities. I didn't have a so bad relationship and submitted myself to their values, even so I didn't understand my position on that group. I didn't and any specialist did. I spent my entire childhood till 13 years old going to all the kind of specialists and charlatans as my mother and my school wanted to figure out why I was so "problematic", a bad student , a bad son, a bad brother, a bad friend, a bad everything. All the specialists had totally different diagnostics and in 1988 with 13 years old the last one just gave up. He took me by the arm, angry, let me to the waiting room where my mother was and said :"" Listen, he doesn't want to be helped, he doesn't even understand what is doing here, I give up and you should too, there is nothing wrong with him, he is only a bad ass motherfucker ( the only expression I found in English to translate his words ). You must to learn to live with it and if one day he decides that needs help he will look for it by himself, it is time to stop to waist his youth and your money with all specialists you can find"" . This made me grow up with the idea that I wasn't able to understand anything out of myself and the external world wasn't able to deal with me at all. I was only sure that wasn't an autistic because specialists had said I wasn't it many years before I knew what it means).

I became Christian for several reasons but one thing I never swallow is : Why here, God? Why made me born on this place that is not more than a black hole to my life and made my existence so miserable making me only be able to see the internal individual inside of me and being forced to ignore all the exterior? Do exist worse places than Brazil to me? Yes, most part of the planet is. But exists places where I would be able to have a real and opened life and not this fictional experience.

Back to the idea of need to study dogs, I had to study the world and History as much as possible, all the way and angles I could find or create. Studding History and Psychology was a way to try to find proves of existence. Like Archeology of the space itself and the individual existence, I needed proves. Proves that the place where I was born and raised was real and not an illusion. Proves that the so called USA , Europe = The other side of the world really existed and wasn't a lie or a fairy tale only to sale products to me and make me believe that has other way to exist on this dimension of the existence. Proves that all what had formed my identity and personal culture wasn't a mental disease created by my brain. Proves that I wasn't a mental patient in an institution and all I had lived, listened , read, watched, tasted wasn't only my imagination.

Then...... even being Brazilian and having my passport denied everywhere I found a way to get a visa and go to Europe. I was 31 years old. Not a picnic living 31 years suspecting of reality and my own nature so intensively.
After many many many hours of the airplane flying over clouds and oceans I saw land. I didn't recognized, was only land, could be anywhere , the airplane could have turned around and returned to Brazil, didn't make any difference.
I only knew I was going to Amsterdam because the ticked had Amsterdam written on it.
Suddenly I started to see green lands, and then little houses, little roads......it was different of Brazilian landscapes. I almost cried. I am almost crying now writing this.
IT EXISTS!!! My brain started to scream. It isn't an abstract painting as I saw when I was looking to European painters in Sao Paulo museums and very controlled art institutions. It exists. Isn't a lie. I saw a man walking on a field among tall grass and held my tears. Exists a place called "the other side of the world" and it has people in there. Look, they walk, they breath..... they exist too. It is so weird.
Later living in London didn't matter how much I got very well impressed with all I saw and things that existed for centuries ( in Sao Paulo nothing is older than 60 or 70 years ), didn't matter how much I loved the beauty of everything..... what impressed me more was the fact people there walked , ate, breathed, smelled, talked, as I did.... and one really curious thing almost surrealistic: they noticed my presence, talked and touched me. I existed in front of then and they existed too !!!!!! It can sound absurd, idiotic, ridiculous or sick to you.... but to me it was a revolution in my mind.
The life stopped to be abstract. The place was for real. Everything made sense to me because I was part of that. I was there. I was there !!!!I was part of that.

Part of that. Kind of.
Well, I didn't go to London because I wanted to be specifically at London, but because it was the easier place to get a visa. The idea I had of London was the one I saw on movies and listened on the lirics of the songs. I thought London was a gray depressing place with lots of Skinheads and Punks fighting on the streets and Football Hooligans killing tourists. Just that. Really. I didn't expect anymore.
It was a surprised. First it really existed. wow, just this would be enough to me !!! Second: the city is beautiful about everything. The English , that before in my mind were all big head drunk and neo nazis kind of people.... as a matter of fact were extremely polite, funny, kind and sympathetic people. They all were so nice with me . Different of the immigrants and their kids that made my life a hell. So I became a Nazi there hating all immigrants in UK ( as the English didn't seem to hate immigrants as much as I tought was necessary ) and hated what all they were doing with that beautiful lovely country. And everything there made sense to me. I existed, I existed. I existed !!
It brings me to the main reason that made me come back to the black hole called Brazil.
There are too reasons. I can't forget then.
First and most important.
I loved London so much that in a very fast way did everything I could to become a model citizen. I obeyed all the laws and rules, pay all the taxes, was polite with every single one and even helped always was necessary. Well, let me be fair, I wasn't doing more than what the English people were doing to me. I didn't understand why all the immigrants I met hated so much the local people and local culture. All the troubles I had living there were created by then. So when my visa was to expire I received many proposals to stay in the country as illegal, I would have house and job and live a normal life. I refused all the times these proposals appeared. I would never accept to do anything illegal in a place I loved so much. I would never become what I hated more: member of the immigrant community that was destroying the culture of a wonderful place like a virus only taking advantage of it and never giving any positive feed back. Never .....didn't matter the reason, even if the consequence was the biggest nightmare of my life: to return to the place were existence is questionable, people and culture is irrelevant, the hateful birthplace of mine. Now looking back I see I was in part wrong and overreacting about immigrants, but you must to understand I was in a very fragile situation and afraid to lose what I had just discovered. So I disliked every single thing or people that had different values or was against that culture in any level.
But has a second reason. And I must to be realistic about it even being so painful. Didn't matter how well English or other Europeans used to treat me, how polite they were and how much they respected me. I was always a foreigner. Anyone that met me, in one minute of conversation or less, asked me : "Where are you from?" . I said was from Brazil and they got surprised. I always was well threaten saying that was from Brazil and even some doors got opened to me only because of this. But I hated this situation. I hated not be part of that. I didn't want to be English or European, I only wanted to blend. Impossible, suffocating, disappointing. Every day I listened " Are you from France? Canada? Italy?" Does it matter? It is plain to see you judge me as a different one. I will never blend , become part of it doesn't matter how much I love it. I looked to the local guys always trying a look that could make then different of the crowd and all I wanted was to become invisible there, to be only one more and have a normal life. Suddenly the lyrics of the songs I listened sounded very silly. Rockers singing that they didn't want to be only one more having a mediocre life. ""Ungrateful bastards"" I used to say to myself. This is all I wanted when was there, to go to work as everybody else, to pay my bills, to have a normal home being an average guy, only one number, I would be happy to be a number, didn't need a name, I only wanted to be there where existence and the concept of place makes sense to me. I wanted to be one more and nothing else. Not an exotic man who everybody asks where is from.
So I was a strange body at my own country and a eternal foreigner abroad.
Again existence and the concept of place started to make no sense to me. I got very sad in London, loving that place, culture and people, and getting depressed about myself or very angry with destiny. I was lonely about every single aspect of life as I was before in Brazil and it wouldn't change. An eternal foreigner, an eternal Brazilian... I hate to have been born and raised here. I am using the word "hate" with all the intensity this word had when was created or more. It destroyed my life , identity, brain... and even worse, all my possibility to live on this world in a health and decent way. Brazil is the source of all the bad things in my life . All then with no exception. I don't think I could be a terrorist as a Christian I do believe I must to love my enemies. I am not loving it so much but I am at least forgiving , step by step...It is a long process and I am not in a hurry.
One day before my visa expired I went to the Airport and came back, arriving to Sao Paulo I spent more than one year in bed, I used to spent 15, 16 days not eating noting, only leaving the bed once a day for drinking tap water at the bathroom and going back to bed. I was ready to die... I am not dead by miracle. The only way to explain it. Then in April of 2009 I got a computer as gift and started my blog Mein Welt ( maybe now you can understand better this name ), what made me start to paint again.... the rest of my story anyone that have followed my blogs since then knows already.

I wrote it all to try to explain why I refuse to work the background of my paintings.
On my paintings it is only the individual dealing with itself, away from any idea or concept of space.
I can't deal with space yet. I can't deal with the idea of having other people in my life as I barely am able to deal with myself. I believe on my own existence but don't believe the rest of universe exists. Today the only meanful relationships I have is by internet. It isn't more abstract than my relationships before internet. Only more sincere. I got a job that 3 times a week makes me walk 15 minutes from my house and teach abstract concepts to middle class people that don't even know what to do with it or if I say I am an artist they woulnd't know what art is and think I am a zombie from other dimension ( they are right ). I work for 2 hours and come back home. This is the whole world to me now. This has been my life for the last year.
As I believe in Miracles ( as the Ramones song ) I pray to God to make one in my life ( yes , God to me is billions of times more real than anything in my life ). I pray to Him to make a miracle where everything in my life starts to exist for real and make sense.... or kill me as fast as possible. Because I can't accept , bare or deal with middle term. Middle tern is middle existence , and an existence can't happen by parts, it must to be the real deal, the whole thing. Middle term is mediocrity and mediocrity can't support itself. And everything at this place, territory named Brazil is so middle term, this culture, this people, these values.

Caio Fern: since the year 2000 no fucking background on the paintings. I don't accept space in my existence as it has presented itself. No landscapes no objects. It was never proved that I exist among these things and it has never proved itself to me. Fuck off.
I paint self portraits that don't look like what I see on the mirror but look like what I really see by light. I paint what I feel about my own existence as independent of the matter as possible. Sure, never totally independent of it.

I don't believe on you Space !!! You have never proved itself. You are only an illusion and torment that limits my existence. You are satan's creation.

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Aterces Adiv.

I don't want to tell the story now , but Aterces Adiv was the concept created in 1995 when I wanted to express the idea that art must to be the expression of internal searches, investigation and most important , manifestations with no distraction and nothing hidden. Aterces Adiv in Sao Paulo's Portuguese is the opposite of " Vida Secreta" = Secret Life.
So in art nothing must to be hidden doesn't matter the effects it is going to have. Everything must to be exposed. The most direct way.
You join this Aterces Adiv concept with the explanation about me relationship with space=culture I wrote above and you will have a good idea of what my paintings are expressing.

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Mein Welt.
The tentative of destroying Sao Paulo, Brazil, space/culture in me recreating a being more independent of it all with its own culture and values where the space to be lived is in my mind , more real than the reality. It was created in 2003 when I was 28 years old and didn't matter if I would die or live. I choose to live, but with the condition I could get rid of the world around me creating and adopting my own values.

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It all sounds schizophrenia....and I studied it so much to be sure of my mental condition. Only for the fact I suspected that was crazy shows I am not, this kind of metal ill makes people never suspect. And what I found about its different kinds and levels don't match with my situation. Not forgeting I did short analysis during the College years, not counting the intence analysis I did between 8 and 13 years old. So schizophrenia or other kinds of psychoses aren't my problem. I think it is all about a simple fact. I am a misfit and I don't accept the values of the place I was born and raised. Simple like that. If I was smarter I would build my own town, or find a way to live in a better country and don't feel or don't care for being treated as a stranger.
But I am not smart enough to solve real problems of life, identity and existence in general and the only thing I can do with myself is to paint in a tiny room pathetically posting its production on a blog.

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Thank you for your attention, hope my English skills didn't bother you so much as the few I learned of it was watching sitcoms on TV and listening punk rock. And no way in hell I am going to express myself with the language of this place where I .... ( hard to admit , hard to say in loud voice )... I am from and live.
( if it really exists ;) .

Al the best.
Caio Fern, Der Konig von Mein Welt.

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photos taken one week ago when I needed shower, shaving, clean clothes and some sleep... I was exhausted ... yes , I was filthy and feeling disgusting.

Saatchi on Line chose Caio Fern as Art of Day !!

2011-07-24T05:49:00.005-06:00

Saatchi on Line , the site of the Saatchi Gallery chose this work as Art of day , today 7/24/2011

http://www.saatchionline.com/art/Painting-Acrylic-No-Tittle/85288/1309748/view

RAZOR_NL - portraying Caio Fern

2011-07-22T09:37:00.008-06:00

RAZOR_NL - portraying Caio Fern

By Pieter

c.f.

pastels, 8"x10"

This morning I was surprised my this work.
A really good surprise.
2009 is when I discovered Pieter's work. Immediately I liked his style that seems to be fast and free.
Is easy to see he works by observation and cares about details , at the same time he allows the unexpected to come up accepting it naturally.

RAZOR_NL as he is knew on flickr , the best place to get in contact by Internet, or at least the best I know , Razor sounds pretty much as his work looks like , fast , dry , decisive.
I have affinity with his style because sometimes I feel we both look for similar targets when producing our works.

Pieter's sensitivity for light is expressed in a very intrinsic way using simple methods.

His work here is a pastel where he uses colors... rare,
really, see his work visiting his page.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/razornl/4975300243/

Thank you , I really like this work.

Lucian Freud...... the man dies.

2011-07-22T08:42:00.021-06:00

I am going to only post pictures of Lucian Freud because it is the man's death. The work will always be here making the civilization and the world a better and more sincere place.
I use to say that Lucian Freud's work was as influence to my generation very similar what Picasso was to the painters of the first half of the 20th century.
Some people doesn't agree and I know the reasons. That's ok.
He is going to be missed, the one that can have its works hanged side by side with the great masters of all the times.
I love what his eyes and paintings taught to me.
Thank you.

( incredible , even with all the recognition he had in life the main art sites and art blogs didn't talk about his death, they are more concerned to talk about gossips and money of the artificial art market )

Damn blood line , I went to college to study his grandfather's work and as a painter I got fascinated by his paintings.

Talking about Blood line, on some photos I realised how similar he was with my grandfather :D

Die Kinder von Mein Welt - the kids are fine -

2011-07-21T09:49:00.033-06:00

The Mein Welt community has its children and lately I have found photos of then.
These are typical kids from the Welter community.
They are fine, don't worry even when look a bit neurotic.

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( and for you that is a boring person and don't know to play there is a list with the name of the few photographers I know the name , I found it all on internet, the ones that don't have the name here , if you know , tell me and I will add )

dIANE aRBUS
tHOMAS hOEPKER
aLBERT aNKER ( PAINTER )
rUTH oRKIN
eMMET gOWIN
eDOUARD bOUBET
cHRISTIANE wHOELER .

all the WELTER paintings ( the last 11 of the post including the drawing ) are acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern from the years 2004 to 2009

TCHAU !!!!!!

Pond, Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-07-20T12:53:00.004-06:00

Painting it today made remember a poem I wrote one year ago named Pond :
http://thewelter.blogspot.com
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We never asked what kind of place it is.
What kind of place is this?
They cut all the trees and put nothing...replace with nothing.
We never asked what kind of place it is.
We were forgotten people and wanted to ride lost in a forgotten area.
.done.
Pond.

Beyond all the moss green emptiness under clouded sky and drizzle:
beyond all the grey silence:
Pond.

pond.

Beyond the memory of logic and the senses:
Pond.

pond.

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I have painted faster lately , this work only took me 35, 40 minutes.
It makes me concerned , why is it happening? When It starts to happen with me is because I am exhausted and start to lose my patience, I clear indication I need to give a break from painting.... But not this time , I have really enjoyed to paint and take care of details.... is something else, it is getting more dynamic. I am not sure if the final result is getting better. I don't know .
I don't want that people see anything else than the painting itself when looking to it , I don't want any idea or concept related to it . Only visual impact in a not impressive form. I want to make noise now , it is different of what I have wanted last year or before.
Let's see what is going to happen with the time.
I think the last paintings have developed violence. I have been frustrated with things in my life , including myself and I've been searching for movements, not as scape but as a way to break my own limits.
As always digging for intensity in a very direct form.
digging digging digging.

Studies in Contrast - New Gabriella Mirollo's book.

2011-07-19T12:10:00.004-06:00

Gabriella Mirollo has published this really good book by Blurb , I totally recoment you to check it out.

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2321070

""Studies in Contrast is a project that emerged from a January 2011 blog post called “Face the Enemy,” in which I turned my camera on myself as an exercise in creative boundary pushing. This book pairs these images with other work that highlights issues and ironies of concealment and disclosure, isolation and connection, and the play of light and dark that have long been central to my work""".

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2321070

Gary is here , the Caio Fern's portrait arrived and is really great ! Painting by Gary Everest.

2011-07-14T12:07:00.010-06:00

So now I have in my house something that will make the girls say : wow, you are handsome on that painting. Yes I am going to hang it proudly on my living room. So far all the self portraits I've made only got reactions like : "Interesting...Why do you like to paint monsters?". Now it is going to be like :"wow, do me now !!!"
For who have followed my posts here and on other blogs, facebook, twitter.... Gary Everest have worked on this project. Every time he posted a new phase of the work on his blog I got more impressed. http://gleverestpaintings.blogspot.com/2011/06/progress-on-caio.html#comment-form
But one thing is to see a painting by internet and believe it is good, other totally different thing is to be few centimeters in front of it and testify its quality about all levels.
the work is really impressive, it has the right values, it makes you go back and for by all the room and play with the visual effects of the brush strokes.
It is going to be so good to have this by my side now.
The color is really good too... it is a pleasure to stare at this for hours.
Oh yeah,,, other thing I am going to listen with this painting here :
-"Wow Caio, this is your best work ever !!
- "It is not mine, it is a gift from a friend".
- "Oh sorry, I thought you had learned to paint. But one day you will, don't worry".
hahaha! I am serious, this painting is going to make me listen it all the time.

Gary is a painter living in Portland, here is really good and have developed a wonderful work, if you like paintings and life, visit his blog and see if I am wrong.
He paints portraits and had this kind idea of painting one of mine. Not happy with this he decided to send to me here in Sao Paulo.
I do appreciate this a lot. Thank you Gary, this is fantastic and is a Honor to me.
a big hug.
Caio.

http://gleverestpaintings.blogspot.com/2011/06/progress-on-caio.html#comment-form

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OK, here below first, sure, you see his painting followed by his signature. ( Oil on canvas ).
Then you see me trying to reproduce the expression used as model for the painting , fail. hahah!
Then you see me having an immature attack of pure jealousy trying to call more attention than the painting and saying : "You must to look to me!! ME!!!!".

And for last I took a picture of the back of the painting when he writes a nice note and sign it again. It is very cool.

I am a fucking gentleman !!!!!!!!

2011-07-14T08:36:00.001-06:00

Today answering an email to a friend I remembered of this story:
I told her that wouldn't post this story because people never believe on what I say... but , fuck off , I had fun remembering this:

Women are weird... a long time ago I was in my friend's studio, he used once a week to give painting classes. I didn't know that day would have class and went to visit him for going out for drinking. The studio had something like 10 women, all middle age. I sit on a corner for waiting 2 hours till the class finish and we be able to go out. I was happy, all the students were fan of my work. hahahah! a real surprise. At the time his studio was near the Funarte , a cultural centre at downtown and I was having an exhibition there. So all the students had visited my exhibition. It was the year of 2000.
I went to the kitchen and one woman came after me, she was nice saying that liked my work, blah blah blah... and said : "my husband never beats on me, we are married for more than 20 years and he never even slapped me. I hate him". My reaction was "what?!!!" , she was there complaining that her marriage was in crises because her husband have never beaten on her, not even spanked. So I asked: " If I beat on you do you sleep with me?" She laughed pretending that was shy and said yes .So I punched her right eye ( I am left handed) , she almost fell back. She got very scared and I told her to go back to her husband. She felt very humiliated and went away with her brand new black eye, didn't even said good buy to the other students. My friend came to talk to me, he was very angry and said it was his place of work, that this is how he pays the rent. I replied saying that she asked for this, I just delivered. I AM A FUCKING GENTLEMAN.
But I don't think my punch and attitude scared the other students, when the class was over one of then came to ask if could buy one of the paintings I had exhibited at the Funarte, I said yes and she gave me the check right there at the same time.
So that night I went to drink with my friend super happy and satisfied. I had saved a marriage and had a fat check in my pocket.
You know, a serious artist must to be a hero sometimes doing the right thing and giving the good example.

Because Fuck You, That's Why ------- Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-07-09T20:54:00.004-06:00

I do think this painting is just perfect for what I have felt these last days.
I wrote yesterday these little text and posted about consolation prize and life in general.
Since yesterday I've been fine and in peace with God but still have the same feeling about all the rest.
One thing that got in my memory all this last week was this photo I found on Internet , I don't know who the author is.... the dog and the sentence " Why?...That is why " . I loved to think about how simple it is and I laughed a lot.
On this painting I tried to be as dry as possible , fast and ... well... this simple. I think I got. I got satisfied , I few hours ago and decided to post now after to spend the last 3 hours looking to it.
This is so my life and feeling now ... so faithful !

even so I see the photo and think it sucks.

this is what I wrote and posted yesterday:

"fucking consolation prize.
this is all I got my entire life... this is all God promises to me .
doesn't matter what happens, it is all too late..... consolation prize is my life while death bites my neck.
I wake up lost, everyday this pain in chest since I was a child.
what can you offer to me ? fuck you , it tastes like consolation and charity after all have crewed up. I gave my best , what did I get?
fuck you .
there is nothing life can do to me. I hate you."

FIGURATIVELY SPEAKING - NATIONAL JURIED EXHIBITION - Deadline: October 3rd.

2011-07-06T13:46:00.003-06:00

FIGURATIVELY SPEAKING - NATIONAL JURIED EXHIBITION - Deadline: October 3rd.

http://www.eyartists.com/figuratively_speaking_form.html

AWARDS
Best of Show $300
Merit Awards (2) $100
Honorable mentions (3)

Timeline
Oct. 3 Entry deadline
Oct. 8-9 Notification emailed
Oct. 10-28 Shipped works received
Nov. 5 Awards Ceremony - Reception.
Saturday, 5:00pm-7:00pm
Nov. 30 Exhibition closes

All artists over 18 years of age, residing in the United States are eligible. Work must have been completed within the last five years. Works must be ready to hang. We cannot accept free standing sculpture, installation, or video arts. Absolutely no substitutions of accepted works will be allowed. All accepted works must remain in the gallery for the duration of the exhibit. “Figuratively Speaking” is not limited to the exploration of the human body.

http://www.eyartists.com/figuratively_speaking_form.html

acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-07-05T10:51:00.001-06:00

Al Bundy was my Leader - Thank you my friend.

2011-07-04T18:36:00.014-06:00

So much to say... but I don't feel like to say anything. Today I felt like to post about one of the most important influences ( positive influences ) in my life. Al Fucking Bundy ! The master of the truth on Earth. The man that opened my eyes to the real life. The teacher, the substitute father, the friend. Made me laugh and was the only one I could count for so many years. Now it has been years that not even on cabo tv it pass Married with Children here.... that is a good reason it has been many years I don't have cabo, and not even tv.
Anti all minorities and all mainstream. Anti left and right....created on the 80's and more punk than all punk could be. The big victim of all, the only one that had something to say, the only one that had nothing to hide or to lose.
Al Bundy, what can I say? Fuck off all the rest... I learned with your lessons and today I am what you always wanted to be. At least in parts. Thank you my friend, my real friend.
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1. bundyology : The study of all things Bundy-related, referring to the classic television family from Married with Children.

2. Description
Bundyology is a political ideology that dictates men to rise up and put an end to female dictatorship.
Personal Interests
Boobs, Beer and TV!

4 touchdowns, Linda !!!
4 touchdowns !!!!
my hero !!!!!
fuck you Linda !!!! fuck you !!!!!
4 touchdowns is for ever !!!!!!!
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“You think I’m a loser? Because I have a stinking job that I hate, a family that doesn’t respect me, and a whole city that curses the day I was born? Well, that may mean loser to you, but let me tell you something. Every day when I wake up in the morning, I know it’s not going to get any better until I go back to sleep. So I get up. I have my watered-down Tang and my still-frozen Pop Tart. I get in my car with no gas, no upholstery and six more payments. I fight honking traffic just for the privilege of putting cheap shoes onto the cloven hooves of people like you. I’ll never play football like I wanted to. I’ll never know the touch of a beautiful woman. And I’ll never know the joy of driving without a bag over my head. But I’m not a loser. Because, despite it all, me and every other guy who’ll never be what they wanted to be, is out there, being what we don’t want to be, forty hours a week, for life. And the fact that I didn’t put a gun in my mouth, you pudding of a woman, makes me a winner!”
— Al Bundy

The Mein Welt Pioneer painting and my White Trash Cat.

2011-06-30T11:38:00.003-06:00

acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2004/2005
this is the work that started all the Mein Welt process in painting following what was happening in my life.

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ahhh... my cat is so white trash !
this is Luna !

Life can't be better... it is winter here and really freezing....I love it. finally I can have peace and my mood get high high high !!!!!!

...nothing better than green tea.... heavy food.... a cute cat and pizza.
what else could I ask for ?

here inside my house warm cozy has 3 cats ( 2 Siamese and Luna that is a Brazilian Short Hair, or Viralata as we say here :)
and 4 dogs, all Lhasa Apso...
and aquariums with amazon fishes.....
so many pets....
If I get one mermaid and one unicorn my life gets complete !
Tutti adoravel !!!!

Bookstore , sales , buy now , The Pictorial Consequence , REDUCTIVE , Alemão

2011-06-20T10:09:00.024-06:00

These books published in 2010 are for sale now, you can check then for free and order then by my bookstore.
I am producing two books for 2011 and one for January of 2012.
So enjoy these offers

bookstore : http://www.blurb.com/user/store/CaioFernande

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Alemão is a novel written in English.
It is described as a love story between two characters that grew up together and decided to give up of understanding or belonging to the world creating their own values and life style… the novel exposes contemporary values by the point of view of who lives at the other side of the concept of globalization and new world.

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you can order the book Alemão by only 8,95 here :
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href="http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2081181">http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2081181

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Reductive is a book where this Reductive concept is taken till the limit. Small, short and very complete with my history and all the phases of my painting between 1999 and 2010 very concentrated and well exposed with texts explaining what was happening in my life during that period and what I was searching with my work. Considered as the "Staff Pic" by the publishing and a success of sales.
This is a promotional price for you that still don't have it.

You can order the book REDUCTIVE here :

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www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1419178

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The Pictorial Consequence has 120 pages.... some of the best works produced between 1999 and 2009 with two extras from 2010. With this book you can have a very good idea of style and trends and phases created by me during a whole decade.

So order The Pictorial Consequence here :

www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/1155734
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And thank you every single one that have bought these books.

The production and the directions of 2011. Paintings by Caio Fern.

2011-06-15T09:39:00.017-06:00

As I like so much to keep the Welter traditions.... one of my favorites is every six months to post the production of the year.
2011 has been a year where I only kept pushing harder what I was doing during 2010. Harder and more intense.
If 2010 was a year where I broke the "pure" Mein Welt aesthetic mixing it with the values of my earlier years and generating a new way to dig deeper what I have searched for the last 12 years, 2011 has been the moment where I take it all and focus on the main target narrowing into very personal view of the individual as spiritual and psychological being.
The relationship with the external world is only noticed by the way the matter reflects the material light and the effects it has under the psychological developing and movements.
...But , It has been one month or so that I don't paint, I feel I have lost even more control of this process I have never controlled anyway. I am Feeling that soon I will go back to studio but I have no idea of what is going to happen or what direction the work will want to take.
Hope you like these works.... at least we can say that the 2011 production so far can turn into an solo exhibition already. I feel lazy... but when I see what I've done , I am not so lazy.
thank you all that have supported and followed my work this year.

Gary Everest painted Caio Fern

2011-06-08T10:23:00.009-06:00

This is a really good work as a matter of fact.
Gary is a wonderful painter and I know many of you already know his blog or his work :

http://gleverestpaintings.blogspot.com/2011/06/caio-fernandez-june-7-2011.html#comment-form

He is fantastic about portraits and painting is general. Is one of those painters that make you be hours in front of the work wishing to learn to paint.
I know that I do this all the time that see one of his works. hahahah! I stay there looking and saying : ohhh... I wish I could paint . hahahah!

Thank you Gary !!!
you're great .

http://gleverestpaintings.blogspot.com/2011/06/caio-fernandez-june-7-2011.html#comment-form

Watch Out females !!!!!! : This is what happens Friday Night.

2011-06-03T08:09:00.010-06:00

Watch Out females !!!!!! : This is what happens Friday Night.

The intention of this post is to alert the sweet little females out there about the fact that all men on earth are scumbags and you can't expect too much.
Except for me , sure , I am an exemplar man and such a good boy. So if you are tired of men come to talk to me this Friday night, I can understand your feelings and make you feel better.
I promise :)

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On this first picture I show the man receiving his female victim in his dark cave which he calls Home.
Here he performs an exhibition showing his attributes as was saying :
" Hey, Look how sexy, handsome , strong , adult , responsible I am..... And I have expensive beverages as well.

The next step I make hypnosis, some magic spells , for making you fall in love with me and feel like to take your pants as fast as possible.

This is the face that says ( with no words ):
" I care about you and can't understand what I am feeling but I think I.... maybe ..... I don't know...... But I think I have deep feelings for you and you are so beautiful....It means a lot to me.

Here I am saying the last words just for making the femme feeling so comfortable that she won't think and just act transforming the coitus in a very easy task to handle :

" I promise you will love what I am going to do now."

While the face says : " I respect you but I am about to lose the control of myself. You are so hot".

On the final picture you see me saying :

"I am done. Now you are crazy about me and making plans for our future.
I told you so.
But I ordered a pizza to me and a taxi to you. So I would appreciate if you leave now because soon is going to start a really good movie on TV, I d like silence to watch and I don't share my pizza. ...The dog will show you the way out and Yes I call you".

Again : I am different, honey . So if you go out with any other guy but me this is what is going to happen.
BUT, if you come to see me this cold Friday night I let you bring your own pizza and we even can cuddle in silence during the movie. Don't you love winter in Sao Paulo ?
I feel so romantic. Yes..... romance is in the air >
Love .
Caio.

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This post was made with the supervision of a pathetic woman that never learns and has fell into this trap hundreds of times always with hope for romance and serious relationship.
Hundreds of time . hahahahah!
.....Now she is coming to slap my face... Here she comes: "Take these short arms away from me you bitter bitch :D

Anti- Vivisection

2011-05-26T18:20:00.001-06:00

http://www.antivivisection.info/
“”The National Anti-Vivisection Alliance (NAVA) is the UK’s leading grassroots organisation, fighting to bring a complete end to animal experimentation. Founded in July 2010, we have formed local groups across the country who campaign against animal experimentation. On a national and international level, we actively expose vivisection facilities and campaign to bring about the abolition of the use of animals for testing. ………………”

visit their site :
www.antivivisection.info

acrilic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-05-23T08:41:00.004-06:00

The most simple is always the hardest to reach.
I am painting towards what I have intended to for years , but I never know how to put in practice. I think it is happening. But I do have to look it better and with no distractions for feeling about.

Today is your Birthday !!! just for despite

2011-05-21T06:10:00.004-06:00

Today after to wake up I stared the mirror and said :
HELLO SWEET PIE !!!!!

Happy Birthday old pale swollen corpse with a ridiculous mustache, more hair on the chin than on the shaved balls and with a horrible self-home-made haircut.

Happy Birthday not recognised loser painter with no money and a mediocre job that barely pays the bills. Hope you have fun today watching that stupid 3D Thor movie at a crappy Down Town's movie theater and buying a cheap birthday cake that only tastes like trans fat at the stinky supermarket on the way back home with that fat bitch that hates you and thank God doesn't want any commitment but is the only pussy you have to fuck closing eyes and imagining someone decent.

Happy Birthday ghost that posts in bad English because the people of your own country doesn't know you are alive and the few ones that know this want to see you dead.

Happy Birthday you that is one year older and 15 years late for everything in this useless life waisted with facts you don't even remember because was too drunk.
Hope you have many more years ahead and all your dream suddenly happen as magic.
And please don't get in trouble on the street just because you don't have nothing to lose. Remember that at least , even looking pretty sick, you are still irresistible and smoking hot and this is what matters, right? Right?!!!! Riiiiiiiiiight!!!!!!! Good boy.
And Jesus loves you, you bet He does. Everything is going to be all right. I am going to make things work.
Yes I am
Yes I am
I am so happy and full of hope now.

Ok, let's brush my teeth, shave the facial hair,take a long shower, use the best perfume , wear the best clothes, the best pair of shoes and face the day as shinny and sharp as possible. I feel I am a spiritual blade and will cut the destiny now. I will not let life kills me. I will take the world doing what I know: Being myself. Simple like that.
And survive just for despite .

One year of Anita in my life and some secrets of my life exposed to the public .

2011-05-18T09:01:00.004-06:00

ONE YEAR !!!!! CELEBRATING ONE WHOLE YEAR.
It has been one year since was posted the two posts that till today receive more visits.
All inspired by Anita Ekeberg and my personal hygiene routine :)
Only The Anita Ekeberg's post receives hundreds of visits a week. It makes me crazy when I look my Stats.
I prefer my second post , the one written by my daughter Mellisa Ekeberg Fern, the one I had with Anita when I traveled in time. Poor girl is dead now.

As I have had many new followers since then that didn't see this post and it is going to be posted now on my other blogs, I am blogging it.
If you didn't see it check first the first link to be able to understand the second link better .

Anita Ekberg : the Uber-pussy and my new project : a time machine for insemination .
http://meinwelt-22.blogspot.com/2010/05/anita-ekberg-uber-pussy-and-my-new.html

Melissa Ekberg Fern - the new manager of Mein Welt and Caio's last post : the routine of personal higiene of a poor artist .
http://meinwelt-22.blogspot.com/2010/05/melissa-ekberg-fernandes-new-manager-of.html

Eine Gift von Norden Elves pra Der Welter Konig Caio que sempre liebe essa raça.

2011-05-13T11:52:00.001-06:00

http://www.marenshus.de/
High Elves from Tolkien’s dimension know everything that happens here in Mein Welt. They even know that the birthday of Der Welter Konig is near.
fairies arrived exhausted yesterday and delivered me a small box. As a host the minimum I could do was to give then my best guest room .
I must to say that was shining in happiness because it was written on the box: Maren. My elf princess had sent me a gift.
Opening it an ancient silver light came towards my eyes and I got blind for one second. I didn’t know what I was looking at. But a voice sparkling silver and golden tinny stars fly around my chest explaining all with a lovely accent that only distant High Elves that flirt with Germania can have.
” The Iron Symbol I am sending to you is an very old Scandinavien Sign for protection of house and family. These are finds from Sweden and Iceland from the 8Th Century and earlier. This one is forged by myself. The name is Troll Cross because you never know what you’re going to find into the woods. It protects you …. Maren.”

Oh my !! In name of my Lord Jesus Christ !!! An Elf Lady used her magic to forge Iron for Mein Welt’s protection. The Universe watches the Welters.

Thank you High Elf Princess Maren !
It is going to be of good use as soon the war against Trolls is going to start.
With Pure Love:
Welter Konig Caio.

http://www.marenshus.de/

The Pictorial Consequence: works from the year 2000 - by Caio Fern - acrylic ...

2011-05-09T10:25:00.000-06:00

The Pictorial Consequence: works from the year 2000 - by Caio Fern - acrylic ...

Hier em Mein Welt e Apple Time !!! 2 works from 2008 , acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern.... e sempre TRA LALA !!!!

2011-05-02T08:30:00.006-06:00

I felt like to post these 2 paintings from 2008 ,
this photo of the apple and my "cuco" from 2009............... and this image I foung on the blog of EKA. http://iameka.tumblr.com/ . Eka is a french girl that grew up in Sao Paulo but returned to Paris and now lives in Paris and hates it. She still speacks Sao Paulo's portuguese almost perfectly and prefers Sao Paulo than Paris. wow , it is serious. I love people that hates that place they live doesn't matter the reason.
even so this post is about Mein Welt Values and its Supremacy in face of the rest of this cheap world.

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - Priscila my favorite color is White

2011-04-27T08:03:00.002-06:00

Acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011 - Priscila my favorite color is Purple

Linda , my favorite color is Green .

i am pretty sure my favorite color is Purple .

Christina Romeo posted about Caio Fern.

2011-04-26T08:09:00.002-06:00

Christina Romeo made a nice post about my work
Thank you Christina !
It is very kind !

She has a great blog and a wonderful work, Really wonderful work.
check it out.

http://dogwoodstudio.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-caio-fern.html

Frohe Ostern! Feliz Pascoa and Happy Easter Everyone !!!!!!! A brand new life ahead !!!

2011-04-24T10:11:00.004-06:00

Frohe Ostern! Feliz Pascoa, Happy Easter everyone!!!!! I am really happy, I love this .

The Jesus image was a gift from Ann.
and the painting was made ( by me ! ) at last Christimas but was inspired reading John's Apocrif Text about Jesus cross and ressurection. The name of this painting is Logos because this word appears on the text.
The definitive Victory upon evil and a brand new life is here , just need to acept.

Happy Easter everyone !!! Thank you JESUS for everything !!!

2011-04-22T08:38:00.003-06:00

I love you JESUS!!! thank you.
Frohe Ostern - Feliz Pascoa
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painting by caio fern 2004

cruelty against animals by Companies.

2011-04-20T08:10:00.004-06:00

Oppose plans for breeding beagles for vivisection

New York based company Marshall Farms purchased UK vivisection breeder B&K Universal a few years ago. It has now lodged a planning application to construct four units to breed beagle dogs for vivisection. If permission is granted, many thousands of beagles will be imprisoned in kennels onsite to be sent on to laboratories. Please contact East Riding of Yorkshire Council and ask that the planning application be refused. The Planning Application Number is 11/01324/STPLF.
The deadline is May 2nd, so please act soon.
East Riding of Yorkshire Council
Planning Department
County Hall
Cross Street
Beverley HU17 9BA
Telephone: 01482 393792

You can also email councillors directly:
beverley.dc@eastriding.gov.uk, m.grove@cssyorkshire.com, peter@peterturner.karoo.co.uk, brian@skow.orangehome.co.uk
Sample email:
Dear Councillors,

New York-based Marshall Farms purchased UK vivisection breeder B&K Universal from the Bantin family a number of years back. The site was cleared of all animals and breeding stock and has remained empty for over a year – until now.

Now it comes to my attention that Marshall Farms have lodged a planning application under B&K Universal’s trade name with East Riding of Yorkshire Council to demolish all buildings on site and construct four units for use in breeding beagle dogs for vivisection.

If permission is granted, many thousands of beagles will be imprisoned in the kennels onsite to be sent on to labs. The main clients of Marshall/B&K Universal in the UK are set to be toxicology research centers, where these sentient animals will be poisoned on a daily basis and suffer a painful, lingering death.

I am against the expansion of this sick business and the reach out into the UK.

I ask you to refuse this disgusting development.

Thank you for your time and attention.

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now another subject, the torture of animals made by companies :
visit these sites and see the companies that are cruelty free and the ones that re still testing their products on the animals torturing and likking then with no mercy.

- Cruelty-Free Companies :

http://www.leapingbunny.org/shopsearch.php

- Companies that stilll torture and test on animals and associated brands :

www.thevegetariansite.com/ethics_test.htm

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Eduardo Alvarado's Exhibition.

2011-04-20T06:41:00.001-06:00

images of the last Eduardo Alvarado's Exhibition.

acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2004

2011-04-18T09:09:00.001-06:00

acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2004

DON'T YOU DARE - acrylic on canvas by Caio Fern 2011

2011-04-15T08:11:00.003-06:00

hard to explain why, but I am satisfied with this work. It is edgy about many things and I liked the way I made the skin too, it is ugly from very close , but few steps away it looks so much like skin, it seems to even smell like skin, unique texture , I have never seen one skin represented this way.....I really don't know how it looks on the computer for you.
The name of this work is DON'T YOU DARE. I was , and am , angry about somethings and the work itself doesn't intend to represent or pass this feeling , but I want to use this tittle on Internet , it is only on Internet that I am going to call this way.

About to have done this work.......well..... God knows how much I prayed to Him for being able to do a good work after my last one. I was very insecure with myself and needed a work that had all my personal values and at the same time could be edgy about many things. I needed to kick everything up and go beyond with what I call quality. My life and feelings are there.... I can say that after so many days now will be finally possible to put the head over the pillow and sleep in peace. I painted a work that talks the truth, and is aesthetically unique............. and a fucking hard pill for assholes to swallow. .....
Thank You Jesus.