A rolling ball

Someone asked me today to show prices for my work to give people an idea who are to afraid to ask. This one is $350 plus shipping. I use USPS mostly.

Building under pressure

Green beans in soup

Random painting name but I enjoyed it.

Untitled

Reacting into the void and expecting comfort.

I was a duckling same as you and the fluff fell out and I never felt what it meant to be cold again. Childhood left me and as I reached for the stars above me in the middle of the night on a sun deck at a lake house I felt the true disconnect of existence. The true cold was the loneliness. I forgot it and it forgot me, two strangers see each other naked across a skyline and not knowing what to do.

Reaching out into the void, mentally wet.

The ghost fish

One page and a full story.

Kid named Miguel was walking in the woods late at night. He ran into a ghost that wanted his face but he fought it off with a powerful relic, a moose antler covered in spirits. He wiped it around his head until a giant appeared and chased off the ghost. It mumbled a riddle as it left. “ human times living in quarters. Basic of earth moments and bone. Cored out of life and reflections.” As it flopped its way past Miguel it left a river in its wake and the stones became patterns like deep blankets. The fish , the hearts, the tears and ghost danced in the night light and Miguel sat back and reflected on his day by the river. He never forgot that day in Sligo Park.

The end

Tchau Galeras,

Jaws

Midnight makings

A lot to go. But a good start.

Black women and their hair

I made this painting a while back because a Black woman I know told me she loved my work but didn’t see her hair representation in it. I was moved and so I started working on bing more diverse in paintings. My goal has always been to elevate Black women of all sizes and hair and disabilities in art.

Meditation in 3 colors