Little littles
Tag: thoughts
Crowns inside down
Know that we are loved. Know that the heart is a muscle and the muscle is you. Know that when I started being a painter at age three it was only to draw the characters on the 80’s cartoon Transformers. Know that I see the world 20 years too early in the back of my left eye. The right sees visions of the past and possible paths. Know that all that I see on the canvas I dreamed about for five years.
Bit by bit, piece by piece and all it grows together. ​All the stars looking back seeing your sleepy faces and the Moon.
dream well kiddos,
Jaws
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Learning and making
Finding my self at a crossroads, where I need to sell more art and yet I feel madly self-conscious about asking for sales. I know It’s a part of being existing but still, I feel awkward.
The young crow sits and yells for meals. They have no shame of anger. They have nothing but drive. I need to become the crow again. Make and do nonstop for the November show.
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I also accept tips.
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Little littles
Making has this quality to it that is truly unmatched. Something about creating with your hands that just grabs hold of time and melt the ends of existence. You meld with the creativity.
Love is the paint and your eyes only see the colors, future ,past and present. 
Little littles
I take these photos and just breath. They feel alive in the moments I scroll past them over and over again. Some are bad and some blurry but all are mine.
Óla!
This was one of the better paintings I have done this year and I hope you enjoy it too.
A fish a glass
I’m fine and making deeply again.
So much muchness is on the way.
The hell with not being real. Art has this heart to it and if you can’t hear the heartbeat then I will see you on the other side. Paint requires me and inks but not those who can’t feel the strokes. Too long ago I stopped hearing the sound. I was deaf to my hands and canvas. It calls for all these colors and forms and now I hear the ringing and I’m going into the studio to bathe in it. Freedom is blinding and scary but if the shark gets me then I died doing what I love. To the anger … I can swim forever, can you?
Painter Files Podcast ep 41
artist talked about on the Podcast today,
Mickalene Thomas
CY Twombly
I’ve been working on this one for a few weeks now.
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Painter files Podcast ep 40
This is the big 40. It feels beautiful to finally reach this milestone. Â I tried to have fun with this one. Love you Galeras.
Painter files art book
I love how much you are enjoying my book. This is the best feeling. Thank you very much.
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