some of this stuff is still in process but i thought i would share.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Despite All My Rage
A few months ago I was given scientific research from one of the St. Jude Scientist to create a piece based on what I was given. I was given a small bone scan of a mole rat. After speaking with the scientist I learned that they were turning on and off single genes in the developmental stage of growth to try and determine what causes cleft lips. With this in mind all I could think about was how complex this simple creature must be at that level. So when I started working on this I decided to break the image up and zoom in on small sections of the mouse in an attempt to show the beauty and complexity of these small sections. After I had broken the mouse into 28 pieces I rearranged the images to add even more complexity and create a puzzle like series of images that can be arranged to recreate the original image.
Despite All My Rage
Beauty comes from multiple places. Both physical and the beauty of the soul. As humans our souls are trapped in the body we are given. Some of the bodies are strong and powerful. Others are beautiful and delicate. But not all of them are perfect physically and the beauty they hold is within. Many people feel like rats in a cage in their bodies, they don’t know that the inner beauty can save a lost soul. With science we can see the inner beauty and hope to cure some of the physical to make the outer beauty match the inner.
Mitchell Dunnam
Beauty comes from multiple places. Both physical and the beauty of the soul. As humans our souls are trapped in the body we are given. Some of the bodies are strong and powerful. Others are beautiful and delicate. But not all of them are perfect physically and the beauty they hold is within. Many people feel like rats in a cage in their bodies, they don’t know that the inner beauty can save a lost soul. With science we can see the inner beauty and hope to cure some of the physical to make the outer beauty match the inner.
Mitchell Dunnam

Thursday, June 13, 2013
Just Skin & Bones
Throughout my life I have endured one hundred and ninety one broken bones, twenty-two surgeries and died twice due to complications during surgery. I have experienced both physical and mental pain due to my condition, Osteogenesis Imperfecta and because of the ways people have treated me. I am using my work to both help people become aware of these internal issues and to try and allow others to see life from my point of view.
Seeing someone with a physical handicap can be mutually uncomfortable for both the viewer and the subject. Not necessarily through rudeness but rather out of pure curiosity, others may stare at a person in a wheelchair or with a physical disability. These individuals don't realize the pain they cause by staring and making a person the object of their gaze.
Using both photographs and X-rays, I have created a full body self-portrait. My illustration conveys the narrative of my life through images of the broken bones that are the source my disfigurement. The X-rays speak of the pain in my past while the image of my skin speaks of me in the present. The titanium rods in my bones showing inner strength and ability to endure the pain. My eye looks out at the viewer and to the pain that is yet to come.
The tattoo on my right arm symbolizes my shattered bones with forty-eight ravens. Each raven represents 4 broken bones, my twenty-two surgeries are symbolized with plus signs, and my two deaths signified with feathers. Allowing the viewer to see my entire body down to the bone will remind them that we are all the same, just skin and bones.
-Mitchell Dunnam
Here are some photos from the show.
Seeing someone with a physical handicap can be mutually uncomfortable for both the viewer and the subject. Not necessarily through rudeness but rather out of pure curiosity, others may stare at a person in a wheelchair or with a physical disability. These individuals don't realize the pain they cause by staring and making a person the object of their gaze.
Using both photographs and X-rays, I have created a full body self-portrait. My illustration conveys the narrative of my life through images of the broken bones that are the source my disfigurement. The X-rays speak of the pain in my past while the image of my skin speaks of me in the present. The titanium rods in my bones showing inner strength and ability to endure the pain. My eye looks out at the viewer and to the pain that is yet to come.
The tattoo on my right arm symbolizes my shattered bones with forty-eight ravens. Each raven represents 4 broken bones, my twenty-two surgeries are symbolized with plus signs, and my two deaths signified with feathers. Allowing the viewer to see my entire body down to the bone will remind them that we are all the same, just skin and bones.
-Mitchell Dunnam
Here are some photos from the show.
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Friday, March 16, 2012
New Abstract Work
Digital Simplicity Designs has been playing with some new styles. Working with abstraction.
Gymnopharia - The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.
Recumbentibus - A knockout blow, either verbal or physical.
Petrichor - The smell of rain on dry ground.
Cacoethes - A bad habit or insatiable urge.
Strikhedonia - The pleasure of being able to say to hell with it.
Weightlessness - a state in which an object has no actual weight.


Gymnopharia - The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.
Recumbentibus - A knockout blow, either verbal or physical.
Petrichor - The smell of rain on dry ground.
Cacoethes - A bad habit or insatiable urge.
Strikhedonia - The pleasure of being able to say to hell with it.
Weightlessness - a state in which an object has no actual weight.


Tuesday, May 3, 2011
The Legend of the Panda
According to legend, giant pandas were once pure white. Perhaps this is why the story’s heroine – a young Chinese shepherd girl – occasionally encountered friendly pandas among her white sheep. Disaster struck one day: a marauding leopard attacked one of the girl’s panda friends. The girl rushed into the fray to try to save the panda, who escaped with his life. The girl was not so lucky. When the panda told the others of the girl’s death, they were devastated. As a symbol of their mourning, the pandas coated their front legs with ashes. As they dried their tears, the ashes stained their eyes black. As they held each other close, the ashes colored their shoulders. As their keening wails of grief grew too loud to bear, the pandas raised their paws to their ears, turning them black, too. Ever since, giant pandas have borne the black stains.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Invisible City
The fighting still goes on between the faithful and the rebels. The inhabitants of the city of Zaira have grown accustom to war in the town. The Brotherhood of the Black Keys have defended the castle for thousands of years. Through countless battles they have survived and stayed faithful, but times are changing and people are revolting. A man sleeps inside a small shack in the cramped and crowded town below the fortress of Zaira. The room cooled by the zinc roofs that use to be but now covered by the tarps over the rickety frame work and ruined stone houses. The young guy a member of The Raven Rebels have been fighting for freedom from the ruthless grip of the rulers in the citadel on the hill. He grabs a can of spray paint and tosses it into his bag with an assortment of other things needed for a day in the lawless city of Zaira. He pulls a hood over his head to help hide his face and straps his bag on his back. As he walks he navigates through the haphazard buildings stacked on one another carelessly. He finds a secluded spot and pulls out a spray can. Kids run by the end of the street where he is, they laugh and scream as they kick a ball between them. He starts to move as he sprays writing the phrase FIGHT with a guy holding up his fist next to it. He steps back and looks to the right to see a man in a robe staring at him. Fear hits the boy as he runs the opposite way from the robed man. His robe flies open as he lifts a gun from the holster and aims it at the young rebel. The kid sees he stuck in a corner so he runs up the wall and jumps over to the roof of another home as gun fire explodes and bullets dig into the stone wall where he was. The kid runs to a street as a car explodes and he ducks into another ally. He quickly climbs on the roof and pulls a small automatic gun from his bag. He screams as he joins in the fight, he squeezes the trigger and the gun ignites and fire burst from the tips rapidly. Men in robes blast guns at young men and boys as they shout and fire back. In the distance you see the Castle of Zaira surrounded by the massive wall daring any to challenge.
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