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The Hagiography
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Brian James Strout



Brian Strout, 42, lives in a condo he rents from a lady named Liz, with a y, on the East Side of Austin, Texas. He is not from here; he is new here. Named after his father’s estranged best friend and saddled with a meaningless middle name, he is a New Englander who likes his coffee sweetened, and drinks tiki'd.

Brian's makes art, writes shorts pieces akin to poetry, makes music, designs shirts, organizes the occasional event, and is making a show of sorts.

Brian has always had a complicated relationship with art as a vehicle for capitalism, and instead prefers to seek community and understanding. Brian is therefor, poor.

Time Spent

Burn pallet wood, resin, clay, a small roott, an antique candle holder, candles, and a live plant inside of a mounted wooden pot. - Built to show the inevitable affects of internal distress.

Built From Ladders

Paper, figurines, modelling materials 12 x 18 Wood, stone, plaster, paint paper, landscaping, and miniatures. - An homage to the sad journey of a friend, and the how time can become nonlinear in a moment.

Exhibits & Events

I don't participate in a lot of live events at this time. The best way to keep in the loop is by signing up for my email list below.

Physical Art

Time Spent

Built From Ladders

Old Gods, New Alters

This body of work exists where sculpture and utility find commonality. Each piece is hand-crafted as a singular object designed to find ways art can cohabitate with you. Form and function are developed together, resulting in objects that feel deliberate and enduring. Meant to bear witness to memories, each piece stands on its own, shaped by material, process, and hand.

Vigil

This door needs a key

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The Sound Our

Teeth Make At Night