I find that every time I try to explore the possibility of making commercial,marketable artwork with the possibility of I don't know,actually SELLING something,my creative process comes to a screeching halt. It's like my mind just wonders off somewhere more interesting&I find it impossible to get in to the groove I usually loose myself in. Theres also the fact that my aesthetic is so far removed from the "Norm"I sometimes feel like an alien visitor from another dimension! Perhaps it's because my artwork is the only thing I have never aloud my self to compromise,make excuses for or restrain in any way...most of the time it's so totally organic,very little thought or planning goes in before hand. It simply flows from me onto whatever surface,with whatever medium calls to it. When I actually try to draw or paint something specific,it NEVER ends up looking anything like my assigned subject matter! I often have to draw something multiple times to even get it in the vicinity. Oh hell,oh well~there are worse fates in life than staying true to your heart&never exploiting the only thing that gives your life meaning. You can keep the money honey,I just want to be free...
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
I've been digging a lot in my backyard&there a lot of stones in the hard dry soil there. In addition to edging just about everything with my dirty,rocky treasure I've started painting some.Because another thing I've been digging is Lindsey Wixson's amazing face I tried to capture a bit of her dimpled,big eyed,gap toothed,bee stung beauty. It's like she crawled from my imagination day-glow&dripping with glitter(the only way she could look more perfect to me is if she had a tail or a horn or both.)
I added two tone eyes because they also rock.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
There once was a girl who had not always been a girl&sometimes she still dreamed of going home to the Sea. She loved her prince very much...but his touch was dry&hot&scratched across the newness of her pink flesh&she could feel him stealing her breath when they kissed.Her legs never quite felt steady on land so her gait was like a sailor walking on a great ship&her hips rolled like waves with each unsure step. When the longing overcame her she would stand on the shore&tears like pearls would fall on her breast as the Ocean sang&embraced the setting sun.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
I'm doing some 4"x4" pieces for fun...I know it's a "BIGGER IS BETTER"world but I've always been a fan of the little things. Viewing some 14th century middle eastern work through a magnifying glass recently was particularly inspiring~ the details were tantalizing! WTF did they paint with?! A single hair by candle light most likely, having fasted into some sort of transcendental state. I'm not quite there but this is what I came up with...
Monday, February 6, 2012
I've come to a realization: I should retire(as in no longer work!) Can't I just paint,garden,cook,smoke,play with puppies&drink tea? Perhaps some afternoon delight,stretching&a snuggle nap...dreamy. I've been quite inspired&productive-just not to get a job. Anyone out there who want's a housewife- I will take care of business! Blowjobbing to baby bearing with a smile on my face&a song in my farts. Anyhew,untill that glorious day this is what I've been up to...
|Mosaic with painted rocks.|
|Soul Kiss/Rubbin' Dicks Multimedia on Canvas 2012|
|Stay Gold Superpussy Multimedia on Canvas 2012|
|Sprinkled Ice Cream Heels.|
Monday, January 2, 2012
I made this stone "nest" today for the drain in our backyard from rocks&an old cracked flower pot. Though it dosen't rain much in SoCA when it does this area get's flooded,so hopefully this will help...any excuse to play with rocks! It's also SO much more fufilling to beautify your surroundings when the land belongs to your family¬ some slum lord(fuck that noise.)