You are not alone

This country is crazy but we are in this together. I will be here for you. We are in this moment together.

Feliz Día de los muertes

I hope you enjoyed today. For me it’s a special time of year. It’s the Day of the Dead. We celebrate our pasted loved ones on today.

I miss all of them but I know they are in good places.

Clean your brushes

Every few years, I always say clean your brushes. I spent years without cleaning my brushes sometimes, and some my favorite brushes are no more. It broke my heart, but I did it to myself and so get some brush soap clean your brushes you’ll be happier.

I have a few I need to clean always.

Painter’s vlog

https://youtu.be/EIXI9L2BL_w?si=vJJb5eVbgKaIN4eO

My biggest question answered. Enjoy

A new tattoo of my childhood hero.

Coco Beware was a pro wrestler in the 80’s when I was a little boy. He was one of the first Black wrestlers I ever saw. he was very charismatic and extremely skilled at story telling.

He used to come to the ring with a bird from the Caribbean.

My friends are made up of the cool people you see in the streets with tattoos. One of my cool friends is a tattoo artist at a tattoo shop. He designed a bunch of old wrestling tattoos. I am his first wrestling tattoo this year. It’s simple and a foot note of my childhood.

Q and a

If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

Hola Galeras,

Haven’t done one of these in forever. When I was in my 20’s I loved the word “infinite”. I thought about it as soon as I saw this question. I had this idea that I could make art and do my thing nonstop. As long as I moved forward it would go on forever. 20 years later I think #lagama is the one I use the most. It means “the line”. In what I remember of math class a line is infinite by definition. So I guess I kept that theme.

Often times I feel like a wave recycling it self at the beach. An endless cycling of making.

A peak

I’m some where in this painting around 8%. I normally only show these to my Patreons

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I have so much to do with this one.

Someone asked me what I was “afraid of “ once and after a decade of contemplating I can say “losing my memory”. It has things it that are just for me; the powerful stuff, the silly and the sad. Each pull me up from my grave and pull me to painting all night long.

I really hope for a ceasefire soon by the by.

Later Galeras,

Jãws

Busy bees

A snow day to be creative and lazy.

I remember when I first moved back up here I would run into the snow. 17 years later, not so much. My bones hurt and I’m cold. I still think it’s beautiful but I don’t want to be wet. Snow is very wet. I’m less fun then I used to be. 😂😂😂

Winter is still magical. I like seeing other people’s snow men.