2827 Yearling St. Lakewood, CA 90712
301. 801. 0532
Constantine del Rosario
So this is me. First the boilerplate stuff, then the more interesting things. Born in the Philippines, my parents moved to the US when I was one. I have an older brother who is one year, one month and one day older then I am- I look up to him more then he knows. I grew up in the San Francisco bay area in an upper middle class home filled with love and attended UC Irvine with a Studio Arts major and an emphasis in sculpture. After college, I moved back to San Francisco where I was a designer for Crate and Barrel for 10 years. It was never in the big plan, but I ended up back in LA where I had the opportunity to work with my brother as his office manager for the medical company he ran. Though it was wonderful to work with him, and get to know him as an adult, I was unsatisfied artistically. I would find myself going home at night, make sculptures, create light fixtures or cutting up paper into intricate designs and generally wondering if I had the right job. My brother Alex finally said "Go find your bliss", so I did. I have worked in the design field pretty much all my life-from interior design, to floral, from event planning to trade shows and prop making. I don't like to term Jack of all trades, because it seems unfocused, but I can and have done pretty much everything, and if I haven't done it, I have the brains to figure it out.
Before I started college, I discovered I was dyslexic. Figuring that out was actually a revaluation for me. All my life, I had been in advanced placement classes and though I could always keep up, I wondered why I couldn't spell or do math as well as my peers. My high school english teacher once told me "You're a very creative writer, but I think you have phycological problems because you just can not spell". After learning tricks to help me deal with my dyslexia, I can do math with the best of them, though I consider auto correct and spell check a God sent. I now see my dyslexia as a gift. It makes me see the world differently then other people. I find I have more-out-of-the box answers faster then others, and where others struggle with "big picture" thinking, for me, it's a breeze.
For a long time I struggled with the term "Artist". When people asked me what I did for a living and I said I was an artist, I could see that look in there eyes that said "So, you don't really do anything". Artist seem get lumped in with grandmothers who knit potholders and scrapbookers. Not that either of those can't be artistic, it's just not what I do. I am a classically trained, autodidactic person, with a very controlled, very deliberate style that may, on occasion verge on anal retentive. I work on and with paper, wood and carpentry, foam, plaster, resin, all forms of paints, cloth, dyes, floral and interior design. I even taught myself to knit one afternoon because it looked fun. I always want to learn something new, something I've never tried before. I've tried glass blowing and, if I had the facilities and resources, I'd probably do that for a living- at least till I figured out how to make musical instruments. After years of coming to terms with it, I can say, I am an out and proud Artist.