New card

Hola Galeras,

So I made a new card. It came to me in a fever dream.

https://www.patreon.com/posts/149129731?utm_campaign=postshare_creator

Check in out and pick up a few.

Walk with me

Hola Galeras?

I took a walk in the woods and had a conversation with us.

https://youtu.be/BGN9-ZYxb6M?si=P68zAF4iVf-tRkDl

New painting!!!

Hola Galeras,

I was sick for way too long. So I had to get back to painting. First one of the year.

I think I might be done or maybe not. What do you think?

Studio vlog

Hola Galeras,

I have been a ghost for a bit due to the national flu. Who would have guessed the connection of illness would be our link. As I go into the new year, I have plans of making.

https://youtu.be/ty20vphOTjA?si=-nTvfxRExCHRFs8n

These bits are the middle of the start. The plans of me from before. I do love the little bugs. They seem to be an echo in my day right now. I see them in card games and drawings and toys. A little golden toy playing in my mind like a video game. Endless and clean.

Happy New Year Galeras!

The first thing I noticed

Hola Galeras,

New year old me.

Breast curves of dreams left in ash trays. Pencil cuttings from left over inspiration of legacy. I am but the hope of old generations snacking on disagreements. The led is synthesized to be dark and smoky. Better taste for capitalism but less filling.

The toe box of the studio is no longer vast or tight fitting. The silent parts are ment to be sexy but can no longer hold its own weight. Be yet the teeth and not the tongue and taste of us and our endless hungers. Scars and rubber bands holding the peace together.

If I were to bet on me for four more decades I would give you my dreams as collateral.

The desk is covered in half thought up plans, cough drops, clickers, harmonica from being 13 in human boy form, rolling papers and toy soldiers in a band I’m yet to imagine on page. These are my true currency.

Dreaming of smells from smaller mammals.

And yet I roll, I roll and nothing but dust are my new tattoos of the ink tribe. A king of an empty kingdom of returns from sanctuary sanity.

To be and do and sleep others dreams layered in like sandwiches. Run little boy run and tell them “we had cake when we were young.”

Mad man ramble…

Weekend round up

Hola Galeras,

How goes it?

A lot of art this week and many thoughts on existing. Weekend round up

Done

The cover feels done. There was a lot of drying and layers.

On to the next parts. I’m excited about the book. Should I do presales? I’m never sure how to do them. We shall see.

Weekend roundup

Hola galeras,

Hope all is well. So this is what I did for a week in video form. Enjoy.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLDPfhfxyy3L8dUhiLGRuEx-KxfEMPK8bV&si=u9VXj9UlQBqw1imK

It was a lot of fun mostly.

I think this cover is going to be really amazing when I’m done with it.

Monday check in

Hola galeras,

I hope you had a nice weekend. It was a learning experience for me. I didn’t know how I was in pain witnessing ICE in DC. I have felt for sometime that we were under attack from the government. It honestly hurts worrying about my West Indian family and friends. I walked with Alec to my favorite Rotti shop and it was gone. They moved away in the middle of the night. My heart was broken. I had been to that shop most of my life with my dad. A great loss exists where that taste lives and all the carnival stories converged.

https://youtube.com/shorts/AOGsbTuR2nU?si=fITLM9vDVcTrGNOr

Did my hair and handed out prints for the up and coming show.

I hope everything works out.