Echoes. Dreams. Elaborations.

Before, there was no deliberation. The pharaoh told you. Then, it was about how to paint. More recently, it became about what to paint. And, then, why to paint. Currently, it seems to be more about how to sell the paint. Eventually, they will be on my level, and they just wont give a f*ck Going back, way back, before the pharaoh, to the time of the caveman *I'll be out later, before then, come in for a visit and see

Comes from a place that feels like dancing with your eyes closed sad and ecstatic and true. It is like music. The best painting I do at least painting is irrelevant, listen to Bab Marley One Love (Cordovan Remix)

Open Studios June 5,6,12(maybe),13 2934 Ford, Numba 8 Oakland

and making all these damn pictures, and running and running round my head it says: Just one more, just ten more, just keep going.... just make the mark, just go, just keep going.... make it all mean... And, what of love? Well, Bring it to me, my life, I will eat it, and because it is bitter, and because it is my love i will stay awake and draw you a picture of what I think and what I feel and that I love why I love

see? art is easy, sheesh

Then draw a picture Then, paint on a drawing Now, paint a picture....

Just dont. Ever. Ok?

Have been really disconnected from the internet from a while, so I made some pictures ...new pieces, about the world. I long for it again, to move out and capture. And, to be captured. Because, Never Forget the End is Nigh. Be Brave The End is Always Nigh