Kayla Koeune of Inferno Art Studio

It is interesting coming back to a place that is so full of energy and chaos. The last time I was in India I was 21 years old climbing trees and getting lost with and armed guard and a good friend. I’m a little older now but still full of the curiosity I had in early twenties. I try not to repeat myself but I came back for a couple of reasons. Charlie has never seen the Taj Mahal as well as it has been on his bucket list to ride bikes over the highest motorable pass in the world Khardung La. I’m not going to lie seeing the Taj Mahal a second time was just as awesome as the first time only better... Mainly because the first time I had heat stroke and barely knew what was going on around me. The other reason is the tea. Oh man do I love Indian tea. I don’t really drink tea in the states, anyone  who has been around me for a couple of hours knows if you touch my coffee I’ll take your hands, but in India there is only on drink for me and that is tea. We did the first couple

They always say if everything goes right there is no real story to tell. Our experience could have been we got on the plane, Got onto our connecting flight with a ton of leg room that we paid for, and were taken to our hotel in a timely fashion so we could enjoy our 3 day tour of the Golden Triangle. That was not the case...not at all...holy guacamole I wish I could say it was even close. So Charlie and I did check into our flight with ease and we made it to Newark, now it was 45 minutes delayed in flight but not nearly delayed enough to miss our second flight. In fact we had time to enjoy Giant meatballs and Calamari before boarding the long leg of our journey. With ease we boarded and sat in our exit row with triple leg room and space to breath. Well there we sat... and we sat... and then we sat some more. The plane had a mechanical issue and they were trying to fix the system, I believe it was to get the in flight entertainment working. I had books and an iPad... screw it

Labor Day Weekend at the Museum It has been a few years since I have shown art at the Harley Museum so when I found out Heyltje Rose was going this year I jumped on the chance to share a booth with her. Our hand crafted motorcycle goods have a tendency to compliment each other rather well and, with the added bonus of seeing her face for a week, it made the prospect of the journey irresistible. So with quite a bit of preparation I loaded up the Art mobile and drove to Milwaukee to Hustle Art during the 115th Anniversary party. A few things changed this time around. Firstly, the museum extended the hours of operation so we had to be present from 9-9. Pretty long days, which denied us the opportunity to visit friends, but at least we got to spend a lot of time together to catch up and developed some pretty stellar ideas. I would tell you about our magic brain children but sometimes the million dollar ideas needs to be kept secret. Haha...  Secondly and most importa

Ok ok so I am a little behind on the blog, but holy hell has it been a busy month. I really have been taking things one day at a time in stride so I don’t get too overwhelmed. So, of coarse,  instead of going through my checklist for our moto trip to India and making sure I have all the things packed I need, I am writing a bloggy blog about a motorcycle event before I forget what happened. So this year like every year I made way too much pasta to feed some amazing dirty bikers. Why do I make the effort you ask? Well it all stemmed from a trip in Italy that really inspired me. People sitting down for a family dinner in the middle of nowhere to share their love of the open road. For me the love of travel, especially travel on two wheels, is about community or family. Charlie and I put this event together so we had an excuse to see all of our favorite people, feed them and share some stories in the woods. We always have some activities and in the past we have done a ride

 Just rounding the corner is the 1st Friday in Denver (6 July 2018). If you are unfamiliar with the first Friday let me enlighten you. 1 night a month all the galleries in Denver open there doors for an art walk. From Traditional to pop-up gallery’s, art floods the streets giving you the perfect opportunity to adorn your walls with something unique and hand crafted. A far superior alternative to the time a dozen, mass produced, walmart special. What I am trying to get at is if you are out and about in the Sante Fe Art District add the Boxcar Gallery to your list of shows to see. This show features the art of motorcycle from artists all over the country and including yours truly. I will be showing 3 Original paintings featuring motorcycle adventure. There is also a vast selection of motorcycle photography that will be on display for your viewing pleasure! Although I wasn’t able to make it to the first showing, I will be there all night this time around with an assortment of print

100 Colorado Landscapes A Collection of Watercolors by Artist: Kayla Koeune Now available through Amazon and Barnes and Noble Paperback Hardcover Starting a new series is like taking that first step up the side of a mountain. You know what general outcome you would like to see and I suppose you also know the general direction you are headed to, but there is a lot of uncertainty. Question that popped up in my head where to start, how to start, how many in the series, how big should the art be, who cares if I paint them, and who am I trying to reach and why. I must say this is a series I did for myself and my personal exploration of the new surroundings of living in Colorado. I wanted to challenge myself so I choose a number that was large enough to take dedication but not too substantial that I would quit before the journey began. I have a love of the great outdoors so a series of landscapes seemed like a pretty natural subject, plus in a state full of dynamic lan

This is a brief st ep by step instructional on creating an ink drawing done with a method that I have enjoyed since college. I used stained paper because I feel it add a depth that brings the drawing to life. It also adds a subtle movement to the piece that allows the eye to travel through the piece by the organic shapes. So let’s get to it. First I lay out several pieces of paper on a surface that I don’t mind getting dirty or that has an easy clean up. Here are 6 sheets of paper on my garage floor. Only about 3 or 4 pieces of this paper will be able to be used as the method is pretty random and the pattern in which the stain is laid down may not meld to the subject. Next I grab some cold coffee and go Jackson Pollock on the pieces. This is the funnest part all the splattering and flicking and rolling. I also press the pieces together to flatten out some of the splatter. After the pieces have fully dried it is time to line the the drawing platform and sketch o

Treacherous Trail So I am new to backpacking in the mountains but I can tell you I cannot get enough of it. I love being in the wild. It’s quiet and you’re alone among the trees and the breeze, yet it is loud and you are never alone all at the same time. A couple days ago I attempted to do an over night up near Rogers Pass with my dog. I will preface this with the fact that Freda is still young and hasn’t learned that what she does on the leash effects the person holding that leash. She is pretty good about knowing the rules on the leash and walks right next to you but on the trail she doesn’t notice there isn’t enough room for that and needs to walk behind me. I say behind because in front she constantly turns around to see if I’m still following which can be pretty annoying when your trying to walk with weight on your back. We started off at the Moffat Tunnel where the trail head begins. The first length of the trail, a couple of miles or so, was beautiful. Weather was g