I just love making art. Its very simple. No magical answer. We are drawn to our passions. We are the pen point of focus and in that I feel at home. The world drafts away and I feel chingon.
Tag: illustration
My left arm is imaginary
I remember saying years back that silly strange sentence. I can say it in a few languages. It makes less sense in Portuguese.
I can’t tell you how it came out the first time. I was painting and it felt like a Dali quote. Maybe I will be the next Dali.
the pill
I couldn’t sleep last night. It took me what felt like a life time to rest for a minute. It comes in waves. Years back when these moments attacked me I would stand up and paint until i couldn’t do anything but pass out. I’m not sure I will ever be that man again. He was insane and I’m only whiling to find madness it spurts. Art is my meditation and my drug…..plus drugs.
In my life I have been ….
a artist, a father,a worker, a dying man,a painter and husband……I am still happy most of those things. You have to put all of your self into what you do for it to mean something. Jaws Blake had to become fully one thing at a time even if that meant failing a lot. Failure is not the end of things but the best part of finally becoming a master of your own frustrations.
big deals and stuff
So much of all these bits and pieces I paint I try to feel parts of me in. The lines are my mind’s footprints. 
going to try to make toys again.
I ran into some old Japanese toys I always wanted but could never have so I went out and grabbed 10lbs of clay. I’m excited and my mind is running with ways to make a statue/ figure that I can make like theirs but with my style. I figure I will if I love them ….sell them at shows.
I keep thinking something like this but for one of these
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Plus I really want to make a bunch of toys. I have always dreamed of being a vinyl toy maker.
feeling the ink
I have had this year where I felt like I needed to hold back but I forgot that passion makes good art no matter what it is.
So much of me is tired of not being 100%
Crown of fingers
I’m really proud of how this turned out. It feels right.
Melli e um sonhador
Dreamers are the best. They see past all the shallow words and images they just feel. Painting is dreaming on a canvas.
Deep in the mind soup
- I am a painter. I always have been for as long as I can remember. My parents were always really supportive of my paint. Not always on my subject matter but completely on my passion. I remember being in high school and being told to “be a machenic so I could make money.” My mom told me “to be an artist” because I loved it so I did. I took breaks in my life but I have always comeback to it and it has done me well.
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