Moods

Elan Vital

2012-06-02T01:39:00.001-07:00

At Age 32

2010-07-18T14:59:00.001-07:00

I have been an actor, a director, an artist, an editor, a composer, a song writer, a guitarist, a singer, a writer, a photographer, a poet, an extra, a model, a geek, a physical therapy tech., a furniture salesman, a chicken pot pie salesman, an army/navy surplus store employee, a student, a swap meet vendor, a legal assistant, a web builder, a husband, a boyfriend, a lover, a producer, a dreamer, a thinker, a film festival technical director, a friend, an enemy, an optomist, a pessimist, an innovator, a fisherman, an object of affection, an object of resentment, a leader, a follower, a mental health worker, a telemarketer, a brother, a hero, a deceiver, a savior, a backstabber, a teacher, a runner, a surfer, a football player, a creator, a destroyer, a consumer, a user, a winner, the used, a loser, an intellectual, a sinner, a broken man, a resillient soul, a patient, a mad man, a ceo, a president, popular, unknown, obscure, admired, lost, found, lost again, medicated, alive, so far...

by Jason J. Loya

La Faille

2010-06-19T12:31:00.000-07:00

La Faille
Oil and Mixed Media on Canvas
18"x24"
2010
Jason J. Loya

Heartbeat

2010-05-31T14:25:00.000-07:00

2:47 SRIMAD BHAGVAD GITA

2010-02-11T16:33:00.000-08:00

Karmanye vadhikaraste ma phaleshu kadachana.

Do your duty and be detached from its outcome, do not be driven by the end product, enjoy the process of getting there.

Some Recent Sketches

2009-07-05T23:24:00.000-07:00

Beachwood Canyon: Living in the Hills

2009-06-24T22:07:00.000-07:00

It is nice to be living in the 90068 - Beachwood Canyon - or the "Hollywood Hills" as it is more often known. When most people think of the Hollywood Hills, they think Lindsay Lohan, crazy parties, limos, Bentleys, and movie stars. No doubt, all of those things are alive and well up here somewhere - but what most people don't think about are all of the more "normal" folks, the nature, and the spirituality that exist here.

Granted, the normal folks can most likely only fit that title if compared to other Hollywoodites but they are here, nonetheless, living in apartments, working jobs, and many of them pursuing dreams. Some have already seized those dreams, while others have given them up long ago. It is a special part of this otherwise big and bustling city, set up against the hills and right in the heart of them. These apartment livers exist sometimes side by side with million dollar+ home owners as writers, actors, directors, and even ... NON INDUSTRY PEOPLE (gasp!) pass each other gracefully on the sidewalk, usually with a leashed dog or two. They shop at the Beachwood Market up the street away from the masses - or down the street at Gelsons. They hang around at the Bourgeois Pig Coffee Shop and at Birds, often mingling with celebrities who feel at ease here. They frequent the famous Upright Citizens Brigade and La Poubelle. I see people hiking up the street in the canyon, biking, running, and dog walking - did I already mention that? Yes - lots of dog walking!

It is after all, a canyon. The street that I live on is the main drag up, up, up to the old Hollywood Sign, a huge attraction for visitors as evidenced by the many topless tour buses that drive up the street on weekends. We may have history and we may have movie stars but we also have trees - the beautiful scent of the hills, canyon air, quiet stillness as you climb the hill, gorgeous views, and coyotes. Like many hillside neighborhoods in Southern California, we have placed ourselves in the territory of some wild animals - and they do not fail to remind us of their presence. Signs hang on telephone poles advising hours to keep your pets inside due to recent attacks and these warnings are taken very seriously in these parts. I have walked the streets around here quite a bit in the last few weeks and have not seen the beasts but I know they're there. They are part of the landscape and a reminder of the sacredness of the area.

With churches and places of meditation speckled all around the hills, there is a sense of calm among the people of Beachwood Canyon. The angst and attitude of the big city seems to be dropped - for the most part - at the bottom of the street. Is this because of some increased spirituality or is it simply less stressful to be out of the gridlock of Hollywood proper? I don't know for sure but I have spoken to some people here and I have my own opinion that in the Hollywood Hills, a lot of people find a certain centering, a peace, and perhaps that is why the holy places have been erected.

These are just some first impressions of this place. It has been a great experience so far and I have barely unpacked my boxes. It was these traits that made me want to move here in the first place and even if I move out of this particular studio apartment in the future, I would like to move just a little farther up the hill.

The First 4 "Live at Eargasm Studio" Videos

2009-06-06T22:01:00.000-07:00

Angel

2009-04-04T15:35:00.001-07:00

Angel
Oil on Magazine
Jason J. Loya
2009

Me Today

2009-03-14T19:22:00.001-07:00

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My Original Art for Sale

2009-03-09T14:38:00.001-07:00

I am trying something different as far as my art goes and selling my originals online. I found a site that has a good reputation and ease of use for both artist and buyer called Boundless Gallery. You can see my profile and virtual store here: http://www.boundlessgallery.com/artist/14216.art I will continue adding pieces to the store and remember - these are originals. I have other stores where I sell prints and products but I have been so busy in the last couple years that the term "art show" barely registers in my vocabulary anymore - thus the online endeavor.

If you are on the hunt for a new piece for your collection or something nice for your wall, take a look. If you know anyone in the market, please send them to this site too. If my work doesn't fit your taste, perhaps some of the other artists on the site will! I am pleased to be in good company there. Cheers!

You can see more of my work at www.jasonloya.com, http://jasonjloya.blogspot.com, http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/pages/Jason-J-Loya/62141165427?ref=ts

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Outcasts

2009-02-18T17:58:00.001-08:00

This is the film we made before Elan Vital. It is a short that was actually written and directed by my little sister, Sarah. I saw a lot of potential in the script and decided to produce it with Mutiny Universe. This is a streaming quality version so it is sadly not as nice as it would be outside of cyberland but I'm happy to share it nonetheless. It was accepted in 2008 to the Hamburg International Film Festival in Germany where it screened for a week. You can see more information here: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1342914/

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View 4

2009-01-27T17:10:00.001-08:00

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Holiday I

2009-01-26T16:47:00.001-08:00

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Holiday II

2009-01-26T16:45:00.001-08:00

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View 3

2009-01-26T16:32:00.001-08:00

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View 2

2009-01-25T13:12:00.001-08:00

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View 1

2009-01-25T13:01:00.001-08:00

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Behind Schnitzelbank

2009-01-02T15:31:00.000-08:00

Behind Schnitzelbank
Acrylic Latex on Wood
18"x24"
2008 Jason J. Loya

Schnitzelbank

2008-12-10T23:22:00.001-08:00

Oil on Carved Wood
18"x24"
2008 Jason J. Loya

Drill Drawing on Wood

2008-11-12T19:03:00.001-08:00

This is a project in the works. I wanted to share it in this phase because I think it's interesting. It's a drawing that I did on a piece of wood with a power drill. Next I'll paint on it perhaps. It's 18"x24"

Molars

2008-11-03T17:13:00.001-08:00

Molars
Oil, Denim, Ink, String, Pastel, Graphite on Canvas
18"x24"
2008 Jason J. Loya

Good Night

2008-09-14T16:39:00.000-07:00

Tired, tired world...
Jaded, faded, sickly sound
Of lonely voices in a crowd--
The halls of possibility
Crowded with profanity
And jealousy deliberately
Feeds on our disguise.

Tired, tired world...
Mired by the whirl
Of nonchalant misgivings
And contaminated pride
As overdosed necessity
Bleeds our hearts until we're dry
And stoic substitution
Sterilizes passion,
Gently carving out what was inside.

Tired, tired world...
Independent meaning
In an isolated mind--
Room for warmth and wonder
Narrowed to a slice
Proportionate to desire
Or a sparkle in the eye
And lost on empty windows
And limited by sight,
Frivolous assumptions,
And complicated lies...

Waive our own humanity
And sever the ties that bind
And hide inside ourselves
And create our own outside,
Exclusively inclusive
Of whatever we don't deny--
Self contained societies
With artificial skies
Locked away in solitude,
Drifting silently through time--
Secure in our fragility,
Convinced of our virility
In a tired, tired world
As everything passes by...

Good night.

©Copyright 2008 Jason J. Loya

A New Space

2008-09-10T18:22:00.000-07:00

System

2008-09-10T17:29:00.001-07:00