Always making
I love comics. I always have. I love how they take your mind on trips and how the art makes you transform as you take it in. It has a perfect quality to it. I hope my art has that effect. My lines change your reality a tiny bit. That textures are now important to you. That you see somehting new and amzing and it makes you think of one of my paintings. I know that is silly but that is how I feel from reading comics after all these years.
I have been making for longer then some of the artist I have met in the last year. I have paintings older then a few of them and their talent blows me away. I’m not in anyway wanting to be the big fish in the small pond. I like finding equals. They push me to be better. Everyne needs the push…if you don’t have a hero…you are not looking hard enough. Drugs show you the inside but never really the outside.
I guess what I learned this year so fare is the art world is bullshit and the artists are the lessons. Galleries will not give you gifts of inspiration…..flyers for artists website on corkboard are the main vein……keep making kiddos.
I met great people…so many great people. I feel a new kind of inspiration. 
The time is almost here. The show is in two days…..I have a bunch of zines and paintings. This is going to be a big step for me. This might be the biggest show I have ever been in. Â I’m a little nervous.
I will not speak for everyone but today is inauguration day and I’m expecting it to be a downer, so I made it a point so this was one of the first things you saw this morning. I really hope this inspires you and guides you.
The best things come in the latest of night. It has this part to it that awakens in the moments when your brain yawns.
I remember painting like this when I was younger. These teeth and tongues were the mainstage a few times.
Finding focus in the new year.
I had to stop watching the news for a few days to find my focus. The newspaper I feel has more heart to it. Being able to put it to words has a strength to it, a passion. I remember being a kiddo and finding these “choose your adventure books” in the 80’s. After I would finish them, I would feel superpowered with creativity. I would draw all the things I had imagined, most had nothing to do with what I was reading. It’s funny to read a dictionary and imagine a new comic book. Â To see a new world inside and to be able to make it a real thing.
Once there was a boy and he loved paint. It was all his heart wanted and then he met people and he became a time painter.
How goes it kiddos?
Happy early New Year. I feel like good things are coming for us because we will make it happen for each other as well as ourselves. We are so epic and we are hope and love and that is the lifeblood of creativity.
Deep in the depths of the art dungeon. The brushes are my vices. We sit and watch movies together at times.
My coffee cup doesn’t know why I’m awake this early.
The paint called out to me. My cat thinks I should always be awake to hang out with her. We are sleepless soulmates. I can’t tell sometimes if she thinks I am her sidekick against the night sky.
There are these moments when sitting on the floor looking out the glass door to our balcony I thinking she is waxing about the moon. She has this distant contemplative look about her. The good money says she is tracking a leaf blowing on the ground but one can dream, ya?
So busy making and doing. The show is almost here and I have sold a lot of paintings this week somehow. It is beautiful and bewildering.
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