Music and Art In Your Backyard



Hi Taylor, a pleasure to meet you! Tell us a little about yourself and your work?

Greetings. In order to properly delve into the mind of Tay, one must first procure the following necessary items: One rainbow, a couple pounds of awkward, two strands of hair from an attractive Korean pop star, and a metal vault to lock your sanity away. Ready? Okay let’s do this. 


My work follows the same architecture as our seemingly simplified perspective of the human body. Just as we can’t explain why our toes wiggle when we tell it to wiggle, I can’t explain why I create what I create. I don’t have an overarching message I want to relay through my art unless of course you surmise, “Ah, butts are nice,” in which case, yes, I wanted you to think that. 

Creating art is magical though, isn’t it? It’s kind of like pregnancy. You struggle and hate yourself throughout the whole process and wonder why you’ve started the whole thing to begin with then BAM, you've got a little art baby and you look at your little shaking fingers and wonder how this magic could possibly exist in this universe. Then you tell everyone that the whole thing was a piece of cake and you had your baby in 4 months and blah blah blah, lies.

One day during my adolescent years, I found myself alone in a dark room. Too young to understand the concept of electricity or nighttime, I thought I was dying. A lot of things ran through my mind at the time: Why hadn’t I pooped beforehand? Will I be forever stuck in this continuous butt-hole? I wish I had beat that last Elite Four guy so at least I could die a Pokemon Master. Life as I knew it looked bleak. But suddenly, a spark of hope fluttered in the distance. A TV flashed on with the words, “Toonami” and my life was forever changed. I attribute my introduction to the arts entirely to Japanese animation and manga. As every beautiful soul who had an anime-enriched childhood will tell you, watching anime was an enlightening experience. Shows like Pokemon, DBZ, and Samurai Champloo taught me about friendship, patience, and the arts. I suddenly engulfed myself into Japanese culture, music, and art and haven't been able to resurface. I especially loved the art of Taiyou Matsumoto, Hayao Miyazaki, and Takeshi Obata. They encouraged me to not feel limited and to have an open, creative mind! 

As every beautiful soul who had an anime-enriched childhood will tell you, watching anime was an enlightening experience.

I am easily overwhelmed with the talent in this place. With so many very different and unique artists, it’s easy to get discouraged and become uninspired, so I struggle with that sometimes. Nothing that a good brain melt of anime and Korean Dramas doesn't cure, though. 

A couple years back I took a printmaking class and it sparked a connection between me and my art that I’ve never experienced before. Truly, though! Before I'd simply go to the store, buy some bristol paper and put some type of singular medium on it. With printmaking, however, it’s a different story. The particular piece I'm talking about is a Lithographic print. Lithography is a super chemically driven process. Just prepping the plate I would eventually draw on took over 30 hours! Looking at the finished product of this print, or any of my other Litho, Linoleum, or Intaglio prints give me such satisfaction because I really did create something rather than just farting on paper.