Painter’s Breakfast

Hola Galeras,

It has been a big week and a nice breakfast. I finished myself in these moments hoping to be clever. The food hit me sold in the stomach and reminded me of a Caribbean potato salad. My abuela and my Tia would make these long lasting meals at the end of the day. We used to eat twice a day.

I keep remembering this picture I took of my bag.

I miss this art book. I still have it but I miss it at the same time. It’s not meant to make sense.

Good meals are like time traveling.

Week end roll out

This is a love letter to how I used to film and I still love it.

I honestly forgot most of this book 25 years ago. It was a big part of my life. Not a lot of stories about strong brown boys growing up. This was a rebel yell for me. Great book and also horny book.

My deep reads for a few years has molded me a bit. I hear the tails of my heroes and their struggles and can’t understand how they kept it together, other than they had too. I get older and outlived so many so fast. I think you are your age even after death. Many thoughts but less paint on walks.

Enjoy Galeras.

I hope they reach you deeply.

Back to work,

Tchau , Painter out

Jaws

Painter’s Breakfast

I kind of like how this came together. It’s more honest of how most of the painters I have known eat.

So much love to all of you.

My Galeras.

Week end roundabout

Hola Galeras,

I would call it a busy week. You can be the judge.

I made it through though.

How was your week? I ask because I want to start hearing back from y’all. I find you all fascinating. Your eyes inspire me to share so much of my life. Thank you.

I’m studying this artist right now.

Love yous

Painter out,

Jaws

Making

Some might call this trouble

The price of progress and artist intentions.

Q and a

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Being a Dj was such a dream. It was honestly like this thing that I thought was completely attainable. Because my father was a DJ. He came up here from Trinidad and Tobago with a dream and he fulfilled it. It gave me hope for things that other people thought was impossible. And for a little while, I actually did that I was a DJ. I did music on digital radio, as well as I DJ in some clubs. It was wild, but ultimately my mind could not keep up with the crazy hours but for a couple years, I lived that dream of the five-year-old me.

My setup was never this nice. But it was fun at times.

Painter’s vlog

Hola Galeras,

I could sleep all week at this point. I’m walking a few miles this week. It’s very out of my normal exercises. So maybe I need to do it more. The metro is interesting and creepy.

Hope you have a nice week and make some great art.

Painter’s Breakfast

Hola Galeras,

How goes it?

I’m ok, just eating and walking and painting. Wish my car was working but it is what it is. The food today was amazing.

The steps were short but worked really well.

Also because of the car thing I’m using the metro to get around.

So is life I guess.

It’ll all work out.

Week end catch up

Hola Galeras,

I made a few videos .

So I am finishing this book. It’s my third sketchbook in a year. Feels nice to play with ideas that don’t have to be a big thing.

One page left.

Painter’s vlog

Hola Galeras,

Hope you are enjoying my birthday. I’m 43 today. It was a nice day. Hope you are enjoying the painting as it grows.