The Art of Aelita Andre

Came across some abstract art I thought was pretty impressive. New age Jackson Pollock type stuff. perfect blends of colors and lines for whatever reason really spoke to me. Aelita Andre is especially cool because shes 8 years old. Fucking insane. 

I think the gut reaction to seeing someone this young creating abstract art is that their parents are the driving force behind them doing it. That was my gut reaction...and if you think about that, its really a stupid thought process. Why is it so hard to believe that, if you really make a kid feel comfortable in their skin, and put emphasis in creating and expressing yourself, that a child might fall in love with it and become talented? 

Being a skeptic I watched a bunch of videos of Aelita in her element and its undeniable that its pure beautiful creativity coming from every splash of paint.

I learned about her today and now you get to as well.  

Aelita Andre creates her new series of works which she is unveiling along with her unicorn sculpture at Gallery 151 in New York. Aelita then plays her violin-on-canvases - her ''soundpaintings' - producing improvised original compositions of mystery and ethereal soundscapes of aural textures evoking nature and the cosmos.

Go to her site and see her honestly impressive work. If you are one of the people who believe this is talentless you are wrong. 

OH OH OH and as a bonus. I have been listening to this song a lot this week. This chick is awesome. Also she looks like Aelita which is kinda funny. 

when gravity's a palm pushing down on your head like the devil's got a paw dug in your shoulder  and the other one is rubbing your back but the kitchen in the new place has a window  yeah you can grow basil on the sill  maybe you can call your neighbors by name now berries on the dash is the sweetest kind of living Still this feels like eating the meat of the mountain It's all grit and gristle I can't chew and swallow, I'm gnawing my way back home the clouds look a lot like wool gone through the wash I check my phone for the time but I still wear my watch yeah i’m confused about how i’m supposed to connect to anything now the kind of high I like is when I barely make the train And the people with a seat smile big at me cause they know the feeling and for a millisecond we share a look like a family does like we have inside jokes like we could call each other by little nicknames and I could tell the story of how My great grandmothers sister was deemed a saint how they exhumed her body after years of being buried  and they found she hadn't even begun to sully so they moved her again, straight into the Vatican I think of all the billions of eyes all looking at something different at the same time and I feel nauseous some days i can only see into my suitcase it's got everything I need plus some superstitious things I may also need "music soothes the savage beast" the pilot says to me and he asks me to sing but now is not the time I just want to fall into a pile of warm laundry i just wanna keep very very quiet yeah it’s june where you sleep and july where I land thought I saw you on the platform in Amsterdam and I nearly missed my train  and I felt so defeated til I jumped on to see all the warm smiles were for me I made my train and it made me so happy I made my train and it made me forget everything it made me forget, made me forget made me forget made me forget everything it made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget everything