If you’re living under a rock and are totally out of the loop in terms of my awesome Instagram, then you should leave this blog right now and go follow me. —> instagram Here’s the deal. I started my Instagram as a way to continuously output new artwork on a regular basis. My objective is to post one collage a day for the entire year of 2016. I started posting on January 1st and will end the page on December 31st. 365 total days of weirdo Adam Widener collages. I love the idea of giving this project a lifespan. It was born and it will die. My mid-July, I'll be well steeped in the middle age years. 

Anyway, I am gearing up to hustle some art for some Summer public showings and have been experimenting with ways to displaying these collages. I really like the dual layer transparency comps I’ve been doing. But if I want to pump these out pretty quickly, then I may only stick with one layer. 

At any rate, its given the artwork a whole new life. I took some of the Instagram pieces that I’ve been working on and printed them on transparency paper. Then I housed them in floating frames. I like the sleek delicate quality that emits from the art. It’s futuristic, yet primitive. It’s so 2016, yet so 1978. Does that make any sense? Does it even really matter?

Anyway, dig some of these transparent collages. It’s total tripsville, man.



Gestalt is a rad little bar. With its abundance of awesome pinball machines and overall chill decor, its got just the right mix of homely scenery and rustic elegance. It’s dive-y, but not gross. It's a chill spot to swing by after work for a delicious bratwurst and a few games from the Kiss pinball machine. Check it out. 

I recently took over their walls to display some art and had roughly a total of 35 to 40 pieces adorning their space. I honestly could have hung up more if I didn’t run out of walls. But regardless, walking into that bar felt like you fell into a surreal wonderland of 70’s cut up magazines and blinking clanging pinball machines. I imagine this is what heaven looks like.

As I was hanging up my frames, this hippy dude and his friend were enamored by the art. He was interested in buying some. I couldn't believe it. I wasn't even done hanging and I already had some buyers. It turns out he was from the Lake Tahoe area and was visiting the Bay for the week. He mentioned that these collages would look great in the commune house he was squatting in. We went back and forth on price for awhile until his final offer came to a huge stash of killer weed he was holding. This would have been a more than fair trade, but I decided that cash was more in line with what I wanted. I gave him my business card and told him to call me in the next day or so. Unfortunately I didn't hear anything back from him. Too bad. This stuff would have looked awesome hanging in a squatter house. His loss, I suppose. 

In addition to the array of fabulous pictures shown here, I threw together this little video highlighting some of the artwork in action. I even managed squeeze in a song I recorded about a year ago. It's a jangly weird track that I had lying around. You're the first to hear it here. The soundtrack to a crummy quality video. Sure, why not. 

Here's a bunch of pictures of the space. The red walls really make the compositions really pop. They're like little spurts of angular chaos drifting through a sea of blood. Whoa, that's a weird way of putting it. 



I’ll be the first to admit that Prince just doesn’t do anything for me. I’ve tried. Oh lord, have I tried. ‘Controversy' is the only record that I’ve given multiple listens to. I really want to like what he does, but it just doesn’t resonate. 

But what I can can do is appreciate his artistic genius. I can’t deny that he has single handedly created a style and sound that has permeated through our current pop landscape. It’s almost as relevant today as it was in 1982. I can really get behind that. I also love the fact that he sort of divided up his talent and formed these little side bands fueled by his vision. One of those bands, Vanity 6, has always held a special place in my heart.



Transparent things fascinate me. I can’t exactly explain why. It just conjures up this sleek futuristic-like visual experience that I really like. The ability to see through strong matter constructed of no color is really nothing short of an earthly miracle. Glass has been around for centuries. Plastic is somewhat of a new revolution yet extremely well engrained in our modern culture. New materials are being designed and implemented everyday. The possibilities in transparent technology is endless. I've heard scientists have been experimenting with light bending technologies in order to achieve invisibility of physical objects. That’s insane!

I like to use a lot of transparency in my art. I like to see colors overlap one another yet have the ability to mix at the same time. The visual blending that it creates is wonderful. Throw a some light in there to get a nice glare or reflection. Oh baby… That tickles my brain in just the right way. 

Anyway, let’s get down to business. I’ve been taking some of my vector art and thinking up ways on how to best display it. I like the idea of just doing a a giant black and white xerox print. But I don’t know if that is the strongest option. I have been experimenting with silk screening and making simple two color prints. That has been working out really well. However, I always like to try new things. The exploration phase in making art is the most exciting part in my opinion. How do I go about transferring my art from the screen to a tangible canvas? And how do I do it in the most exciting way possible?



You know… 

This is really silly but I gotta get this off my chest. I made my first triptych as an homage to my second favorite film, Belle De Jour. Now I’m making my second triptych based on my number one favorite film ever, Friday the 13th Part Three. See the parallel? It’s because I’m an artist and stuff. I think about these things and how they are relevant to our way of modern life. Then I reflect that onto the world. Pretty cool, huh? Don’t you feel really enlightened? It feels good. 

"Think of a far off realm twisted by the absurdly morbid. Its consumption of entertainment are these tiny bursts of blood drenched realities."

Anyway, I look at this piece as a surreal alternate reality to where this film might have existed. Simple. Clean. Organized. Efficient. Yet slightly off kilter. What a world. I wouldn’t mind taking a stroll through that someday. The story of Friday the 13th Part Three is a simple one. Kids go into the woods for a weekend to party. One by one they are picked off by an axe wielding masked maniac. There isn’t much rhyme or reason as to why this film exists and that’s honestly the best part of it for me. It’s ridiculous. I love it for its atmospheric nostalgic quality and low budget aesthetics. Also, let's not forget that this film was at the forefront of the early 80's short-lived 3D craze. Truly, this is a pioneering achievement in film making. Dig?



Here are some process shots for the Belle De Jour Triptych at 24" x 36". After I made these, I concluded that perhaps this is just too large of a size to work with. It took about 8 letter sized sheets of transparency just to burn the screen. Then it took a lot of time to cut down the mat boards, burn the screens, the amount of ink used. etc… The whole thing was just a tad too troublesome for the initial outcome. When I was done, I stood back and looked at them and it just didn’t feel right. 

I think I’m going to go back to the drawing board and resize these differently. Already leaning towards an 18 x 24 size. Heck, I’ve already got some other designs ready to go for that. 



Been on the hunt for a cheap alternative to the Benguiat Caslon Typeface for awhile and I stumbled upon something called Emfatick NF on myfonts.com. It seems to do the trick, but I'll more than likely play around with it as I find more important uses for it. 

Right now, I'm sitting on my couch watching my favorite film in the whole wide world and I decided to make this. Ya know... hanging out on a chill Monday night. A glass of peach sparkling water by my side. A cool crisp chill in the air. Getting lost in some random art project. A roaring fire. These are the glory days, people. 




If I had a time machine I wouldn’t use it for any sort of good for humanity. Well, maybe… I mean, I wouldn’t interfere too much with the space-time continuum, but maybe I’d prevent a few disasters here and there. Or not… I don’t know. 

What I would do is go back in time and immerse myself in the super average. I’d set the time machine to drop me off in 1982 and then I would seek out a Kmart. I would walk around that Kmart for hours just to marvel at all the average american necessities. If possible, I’d love to select any specific location. Maybe I can program it to take me to a 1982 Minneapolis Kmart. Or Akron OH or Boulder CO… The possibilities would be endless. 

First I would grab a thermos of delicious black coffee and a few vanilla wafers to stick in my backpack. Then I would program the time machine to take me to mid October 1982, Pittsburgh PA. Pittsburgh would be the ideal location because it’s a little midwest and a little east coast. Great dichotomy if you ask me. Just imagine it. 

"A real average mid-century american rust belt dream. Plain as butter on bread. Everything is just soaked in mediocrity. So magical."

I’d arrive in the morning just before the store opens. A crisp wind circles through the early morning air. I’d walk through the parking lot sipping from my thermos. The shopping center surrounding the epicenter that is Kmart awakens to a new day. Cars begin to arrive. Nice! Did you see that? An olive green ’73 pacer. Beautiful! *tears begin to well in my eyes. 



Here is my Belle De Jour triptych in a sweet frame mock up. I'll be showing the middle one at Feet Wood this month for their "Constructive Chaos" show. I made a two color print at 24 x 36. It's huge. I may not go that big again. It's just to troublesome to produce and who the hell is gonna have something that big in their home anyway? I wouldn't. Unless I had a really big home. That would be awesome. A big house filled with big art. Nice!

So anyway... I've explained what this piece represents before. It's an homage to the French film, Belle De Jour. It's kind of a dry watch, but I don't know... I really like it. I like the whole atmosphere that it invokes. It's kind of the same feeling I get from watching Friday the 13th part 3. There's just this presence that it has that I really respond to. Like... Like... there's this universe on film that I want so desperately to immerse myself in. ...to live among the saturated sun damaged colors.