life – Page 35 – jaws

Covered in mollisols

February 25, 2020 jawara318Leave a comment

The truth find you in the simple actions of loving and doing.

cold open

February 24, 2020 jawara318Leave a comment

A start

I was in the myst of my mind resting and made a toothbrush.

This all feels like an adventure I stumbled into. A planet made of islands. Two beans rolling into the sun on a scavenger hunt.

join the scavenger hunt.

I’m trying to reach out from the void and ship off cards, please join.

We went on a walk today in town.

So much going on, on a sunny day.

Also I developed a 24 roll today, so enjoy the Bike shop.

All in one..one and all.

tchau,

Jaws

New episode of the podcast

February 18, 2020 jawara318Leave a comment

Painter files podcast

Ep79

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https://anchor.fm/jawara-blake/episodes/A-walk-in-the-neighborhood-eaq50q

The lawn furniture when you live in the city.

I’m closer

February 15, 2020 jawara318Leave a comment

My age is rounding out again. It happens to me as it happens to you I guess. I’ll be 38 on March 18th. So I ask of you until that date with a humble heart to buy prints and books from me so to send me out of my 37 years with a bang. Will you do me the honor of add my art to your places that you roam?

links

paypal.me/jawarablake

https://www.patreon.com/JawaraBlake

http://jayisapainter.storenvy.com

https://society6.com/jayisapainter

http://www.blurb.com/b/8829360-painter-files

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/painter-files/id1412300309?mt=11

Working on things

February 14, 2020 jawara318Leave a comment

POC h20 print

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I love how excited I am to start this new project. Pick up this print to help me on my way.

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https://jayisapainter.storenvy.com/products/29745793-poc-h2o-play-list-print

A walk about

February 11, 2020 jawara318Leave a comment

These places are the ebb and flow of creativity. The honesty of the machine going back to the ground.

Setting on the dead flowers of The Winter.

The journey is ever ending.

Rust is a fight to the death for them.

Be in the generations where my Avo walked. The sky and the Earth breathe each other in. The harps of the wind are little punches on the duck tape holding the bolts together.

We feel the sun and the laughter on the backs of our necks. Seeing who and where the rest of you are in the vanguard.

Find me by the water.