#Nola Art

[brandnamenerd]

Friends, what?? What’s society6 doing?

While I have loved this platform for a long time, it’s not really feasible for me to give them 60-155 a year for the opportunity to make $0.40 on a pair of socks once in a while. I appreciate they want to limit lower quality designs, but this makes it difficult to suggest society6 to other artists, let alone justify it for myself. For me the only incentive these paid plans have is, “we won’t delete your stuff”.

I’ve opened my s6 shop in 2018 and have had to send people to my page in order for things to be found. Im so sad today looking at the catalogue of content that I won’t be able to offer anymore because theyre going to delete it all unless I give them $13 a month. I’m debating still if it’s worth that much just to preserve the catalogue of work and progress over the years.

So ….

[iromyshop]

love is what roses stand for

[kolajmag]

COLLAGE EVENT

Open Studio with Kolaj Institute Artist-in-Residence Candace Caston

Saturday, 27 April 2024 from 1-3PM at Kolaj Institute.

Candace Caston is a collagist originating from New Orleans, Louisiana, currently residing in Decatur, Georgia. In her work, she primarily uses paper and water-based media to explore the memory of place. During her Kolaj Institute Artist Residency, Caston will make a visual archive of New Orleans that she will use to make collage that explores memory and place. This work will be infused with parts of her family’s story and with her memories attached to New Orleans. On Saturday, 27 April 2024 from 1-3PM, Caston will host an open house during which she will share the artwork she made while in residence and speak about her research in New Orleans. FREE. RSVP

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[rjeldridge]

Kush, New Orleans (2023)

[kentuckycaverats]

when is a tremere not a tremere? when she's a secret salubri dominated into believing she's the childe of the tremere lord/regent/primogen before she's even had a chance to earn her third eye.

ayoni olowe (she/her), npc from my nola by night chronicle, by the indomitable @crownedinmarigolds !!

[blackleatherjacketz]

Shadow and Sin: Chapter 1

Klaus Mikaelson x Female Reader

Summary: Having just recently moved to New Orleans, you get intimately acquainted with both Mikaelson brothers, but don't find out who they truly are until it's too late.

This Chapter: Your art is finally put on display at a local gallery, and Klaus has a vested interest in it.

Warnings: Klaus Being Klaus, No Personal Space, Alcohol, Flirting, Almost Kisses, Art Interpretation, Dark Themes

Word Count: 1.2k+

Read the rest of the story HERE

Your first art show in New Orleans isn’t nearly as extravagant as you thought it would be, despite the small jazz band in the corner and the free champagne being served at the door. The jubilant music seems to fade off into the distance as you stand just a few feet away from one of your pieces, silently stalking the patrons as they walk by and observe it, muttering amongst themselves. You try to hone in on what they’re saying about your work, about how it makes them feel, or if they’ve caught onto any messages you’ve hidden in your mixed medium on canvas. So far it’s just been a mixture of silence and solitary comments like “interesting” or “hmm” as the glass of champagne warms to room temperature in your hand.

“Which one’s yours?” A man’s eloquent voice pulls you from your anxious thoughts, forcing you to look over at his delicately handsome face as he walks toward you with a confidence that could rival royalty.

“Huh?” You take a sip of your lukewarm champagne in order to gain some liquid courage to engage with this gorgeous man who seemed to appear out of thin air.

“I’d recognize that look anywhere,” he starts, touching one of the sculptures he clearly wasn’t supposed to. “Will they like it? Will they understand it? But most importantly, will they buy it?”

“That obvious, huh?” You take another sip, letting the bubbles take their time to crinkle your nose as the rest of the carbonation slowly fizzles out.

“Painfully, I’m afraid.” That smirk of his warms into a coy smile as he takes a step toward you, his own glass of champagne nearly empty. “Yours isn’t the landscape with the sailboat, no… those waters look far too calm for you.” He stands next to you and continues to guess, letting his fresh clean scent surround you as hints of a bergamont settle into the air. “Not the still life either, you don’t strike me as someone who focuses on something as mundane as coffee and beignets.” He pauses and looks at you briefly, taking in your features. “No, a work of art from your hands has to contain something different, something much… darker.”

“And what makes you think that?” You chide in return, enjoying this little game he’s created for himself. “Maybe I love coffee and beignets.”

“Well, darling, who doesn’t? But that’s not why you became an artist, now is it?” He raises his eyebrows, giving you a chance to notice the hints of green and gold in his blue eyes.

He was good, you’ll give him that.

“My money’s on the portrait of the faceless woman drenched in blood.” His tone drops to the level of darkness he previously described as he steps behind you, his voice like butter as it melts down each vertebrae of your spine. “It’s beautiful, really; the way you captured the themes of the tortured and macabre while still maintaining an intimate beauty of the feminine experience. I’ve never seen anything quite like it.”

His change in tambre and location freezes you in place, forcing you to look at your own painting through his eyes as he hovers behind you, making you shiver with the anticipation of his intentions. The fact that you’ve allowed him to get this close so fast makes you wrestle with the idea that you may already desire this stranger based on nothing more than the words he’s chosen to speak with that velvety voice of his. Are you that subject to flattery? That desperate for validation? Longing that deeply for some level of intimate connection? Perhaps you are...

After what seems like an eternity of moral gymnastics, you no longer resist the temptation to turn toward him as he guesses correctly, noting the triumphant look on his face as your lips linger mere inches away from his. You barely notice the still breath that remains inside your lungs, expanding your rib cage for far too long as you stare at his plump lips, taking heed of the single droplet of champagne that rests on them.

“And what makes you such an expert on the feminine experience?” You manage to ask as he allows you to stare at him a little bit longer before answering your question.

“Oh, I’m not. I’m merely a curious third party who’s invested in the local artists that my charitable donations help support.” He confesses with a step back.

“You’re a benefactor?” You don’t mean to sound so judgmental, but he doesn’t exactly look like most of the ancient relics who usually pour money into the city. If you’re being honest, he looks more like one of the musicians you’d find on the street corner playing a cover of ‘Wonderwall’ on guitar for tips.

“Oh, don’t look so surprised, love, we come in all shapes and sizes.” He laughs, looking you up and down while the shock of his financial status slowly begins to wear off. “Now, tell me, was I right? Is that your painting?”

“Maybe.” You cross her arms over your chest, trying your best to resist his evident charms. “But you already knew that, being a benefactor and all; that’s cheating.”

“Cheating is such a harsh word. I merely used my astute powers of observation to put two and two together.” He casually places his hand on your shoulder with a gentle squeeze in order to keep you near. “Surely, you can’t fault me for that.”

“I suppose not.” Your heart races at his sudden touch, the gleam in his eyes barely hiding the raging fire behind them. He’s going to be trouble, you can already tell. “Do you flirt like this with every new artist you meet?”

“Just the morbidly disturbed ones that I find deeply enchanting.” His strange compliment is oddly personal, hinting that he might know a little bit more about you than he’s currently letting on.

“You think I’m morbidly disturbed?”

He gives you a knowing look.

“Oh, it’s all over the canvas, love. It doesn’t take an expert to notice the hurried brush strokes in the busy background, the aggression with which you plastered the feminist news clippings together contrasted against the time you took to purposefully pour the viscous, slow drip of blood on it until it’s nearly spilling onto the floor.” He closes the gap between you, his hand now in your hair.

You swallow hard as he fishes around in your psyche for an accurate interpretation of your work, his proximity nearly turning your insides to quicksand as his cologne dizzies you on the spot. Good god, he’s beautiful.

“You know there are other ways of releasing all that pent up rage and aggression… all that passion.” He leans in so that his lips ghost over your cheek as it blushes against his stubble. “Although they aren’t quite as lucrative as this.”

“And what would those be?” You ask coyly, eagerly daring him to show you.

But instead of going in further for a demonstration, he leans back with a satisfied grin, as if he’s already gotten everything he wants from you at that moment. He grabs a pen from a nearby table and takes your hand, writing his phone number on your palm. “Find me when you feel like it gets to be too much, when all those emotions make you feel as if you’re absolutely about to burst.”

[enthyrea]

j + j mardi gras 2024 <3

happy mardi gras y’all! i couldn't not draw some macheresin to celebrate!

laissez les bons temps rouler :)

[caterpisser]

i wanted to join the trend so i had the idea to draw cajun/NOLA miku.... alas i dont act very cajun and i havent actually lived in NOLA in years so i could only rlly think of her going to mardi gras and being covered in beads like i used to.... my poor neck lmao

[thebamboozledclown]

MURDER DRONES

V IS NOT DEAD

[mel-loly]

-Primrose and SproutOliver loved their drawings, so they decided to hang them on the wall! :]✨

Primrose and SproutOliver: Thank you so much for the drawing!!! I love it!!💖

Drawing made by Nola / @ilikemusicanddpears

Drawing made by Hyia / @hyia

Also- go check their blogs!! And take the opportunity to leave a like or reblog some of your artworks!!!🫶💛

[scroll-queen]

[neapolis-neapolis]

Giovanni da Nola, Altare della Madonna della Neve (1536), Basilica di San Domenico Maggiore, Napoli.

[kolajmag]

COLLAGE EXHIBITION

Collage the Planet: Environmentalism in Art

19 April-26 May 2024 at Kolaj Institute.. The premise of the exhibition “Collage the Planet: Environmentalism in Art” is that science has the capacity to tell us how to care for the planet, but those solutions are meaningless if humanity doesn’t care enough to evolve and change. Art is a unique technology that can distill complexity into simple human gestures that, when experienced, facilitate a deeper understanding of our world. The exhibition shows examples of artwork that speaks to environmental issues and offers us an opportunity to intellectually and emotionally foster a healthy relationship with the natural world.

Artworks from invited artists will be joined by collage made during the Collage the Planet: Environmentalism in Art Artist Residency, where artists from across North America spend five days in New Orleans exploring how they adapt their artist practice to speak to the complexities of environmental issues and contribute to a broader dialogue on sustainability and ecological consciousness.

The exhibition and artist residency, “Collage the Planet: Environmentalism in Art” is part of Kolaj Institute’s project, Politics in Collage, a series of residencies, publications, discussions, and exhibitions examining complex socio-political issues that contemporary society is contending with, in order to spark meaningful dialogue and inspire deeper engagement. Read More

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Kolaj Magazine, a full color, print magazine, exists to show how the world of collage is rich, layered, and thick with complexity. By remixing history and culture, collage artists forge new thinking. To understand collage is to reshape one's thinking of art history and redefine the canon of visual culture that informs the present.

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[nhitchcock]

NOLA BY NIGHT

Sometimes you stumble into an unbelievable group of discord vampire storytellers. And when that happens, it only makes sense to honor our chronicle with its very own logo.

I based the New Orleans by Night logo on ironwork and old fashioned hanging signs found in the French Quarter. The shapes in these intricate railings often symbolized certain things about the homeowner. Here I incorporated the Sabbat inverted ankh because our Chronicle’s most sympathetic kindred tend to fight for the Sword of Caine. Even Aya-my sweet, horribly insane Malkavian-would be honored to be inducted into their ranks.

I have transparent versions here. Do whatever you feel like with them (but if you use it for an AI algorithm I will send brain devouring worms into your eyes 🖤)

[oddphotos362]

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Since I'm doing Vincent, then is logical for me to redesign Violetta/Varia Centopia form. The first change, she is a Dark Elve