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Raised Wrong

August 14th through September 7th

Curated By: Lorenzo Talcott

New series of work by Miguel Aguilar

Miguel Aguilar

Was born and raised in southern California. He always admired how defiant it looked when someone was tagging in the streets; although it was Gang graffiti, it was the first thing he saw sprayed on the streets. Luckily, the beaches in California and Baja California always had many ranges of artwork on their boardwalks ranging from the best graffiti styles you have ever seen, to the most basic beginner murals. Miguel attended Rocky Mountain College of Art and Design from 2015-2017 and attended for a degree in illustration. It was in Art school that he discovered Oil paint and canvas reminded him of classical painters and he wanted to incorporate that with his upbringing in Santa Ana. Most recent showing of his work is available at Carbon Cafe in Downtown Denver which was a collaboration show with fellow artist GG Fasthands. You can follow Miguel on instagram @Miguelaguilar_art for his upcoming endeavors. Currently he is on a search for an artist residency in Denver. 

Artist statement 

The idea for the Raised Wrong series is to think back to all those memories that the hood taught us or showed us while we grew up together in Santa Ana, CA. As children, we were innocent, youthful, and playful. Then slowly you would notice the innocents of youth and playfulness slip away. You would see your friend that you played soccer with driving in a black escalade down Pacific Ave. While you were playing handball with friends at the park, you would have gangsters and thugs pulling up wanting to play. If you didn’t want them to join the game, you would have to pick your poison, allow them into the game or get into a fight and you could get your ass kicked off the court. We ended up playing handball with some very bad people very often. Drugs were not hard to find. Most of my friends were living in a single parent household and had multiple brothers and sisters so you know things were often difficult at home. Eventually you would know people from different hoods and hear about someone dying and vigils would be held in their neighborhood due to gang violence, drugs, or suicide. The party scene was insane nonstop every weekend 5 dollars at the door. All those life lessons were never directly explained, no one said this is how life works, they just led by example. I got caught up in that life and I am still fighting off the remnants from all those early life experiences. In this series I reflect on the life lessons that I learned from the behavior and the choices that I made during my youth.