Artist Love: DAVID CHOE

So a few months ago, I hopped into a magazine store and was attracted to the cover of the then-latest edition of Juxtapoz magazine. It was titled the "David Choe Special Issue." Having no clue whatsoever as to who this was, I quickly riffled through the magazine, to discover that this man does some GORGEOUS work.


He can be as precise as Constable, as painterly as Pollock, as detailed as Rembrandt, and as wacky as Basquiat (& more), and throws it all into one image.
It wasn't until several weeks later, however, that I went through the entire magazine, only to discover that this man is a crazyass genius. This man is ten times as dementedly-minded as Heironymous Bosch, his antics would make a Salvador Dali on steroids jealous, and he is fast rising to a level of infamy of both fine art and underground art that is comparable to that of Banksy. The only difference is, while Banksy is notoriously anonymous, Choe will spill his soul to the world.

Oh, and his prolificness puts the Beatles to shame.

Here's his website: http://www.davidchoe.com/
Read his news section.
Do it.

Excerpt from Juxtapoz:
David Choe:
I haven't woken up before before noon since 1997 because a pimp and Bukowski told me so.

Bukowski wrote and said so many things that shaped my world view and opinions on life. He put into words what was so heavy on my mind and chest. That's what all great artists do. Here's one more thing he wrote that changed everything for me:

If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. This could mean losing your girlfriends, wives, relatives, and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you'll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is.
-Charles Bukowski