I’ll be in an art show with five pieces that are actually pictured on my tumblr. Come hang out, have a drink and talk about what you think happens after we die. :D
So for my mom’s birthday coming up this sunday, I’ve spent the past week making her a special chef’s knife. I inlaid an interesting turquoise type stone that my dad bought from an amazing crystal shop in colorado near where he lives. It was my first attempt at inlaying. Fun but a bit tricky when you’re carving by hand and not using the dremel.
“Child Fortune Teller” -watercolor, prismacolor 6/8/2011
So as of the past month now I’ve branched out a bit from drawing and painting……into the amazing world of making knives! ha. It’s a fun and hard/tricky process but very fulfilling in the end, especially when you know that your hands did in fact do it. I’m going to keep at it and hopefully my skills as a knife maker will develop and grow. I need to think of a brand name……
Also, if anyone at all wants to put in an order for a fully custom made knife, to your specs, do hit me up, and I’ll see what I can do.
The Work Space
“Indian Girl” Prismacolor, charcoal, acrylic on oilboard. 4/8/2011
“Indian Farmer” -prismacolor, watercolor, charcoal, and acrylic paint. 4/1/2011
“North Indian girl In Dance” -pencil 3/30/11
“If Robert Johnson jammed with Miles Davis…” -prismacolor, colored pencil done 2/14/2011 for surfingmagazine.com (http://www.surfingmagazine.com/blogs/5-oclock-doodle-96/)
“See the i See the eye” collage 3-13-2011 (Daylight savings time today! meow)
“Sea Hawk” Prismacolor, charcoal, colored pencil, and acrylic paint on Masonite board. 3/10/2011
HUMANS ARE LIKE FISH ON FIRE WHEN THE DIVINE MOTHER RUMBLES IN HER DREAM SLEEP; MAD IN FEAR, AND CHAOTIC IN CHANCE. SHUTTING THE BLINDS TO THE WINDOWS OF THE HEART AND MIND. HIDING THE SOUL IN A CLOSET OF NIGHT.
BE AS THE ANT; LOYAL IN ACTION UPON ANY STAGE.
BE AS THE HAWK; OVER SEEING THE GRAND PROJECTION.
BE AS THE TIGER; FEROTIOUSLY CAUTIOUS.
BE AS THE LION; THE SEER OF COURAGE.
BE AS THE TORTOISE; ITS OWN MANSION OF PATIENCE.
BE AS THE BEAR; ALLOWING THE SEASON OF SLEEP.
BE AS THE WHALE; BREATHING IN UNITY WITH DIVINE MOTHER HERSELF.
BE AS A MAN UNITED! UNTANGLED FROM THE KNOTS CALLED FEAR; NEVER BOUND BY THE ANCHORS OF ILLUSION. LETTING LOOSE THE OLD SCALES OF WEAK SKINS, AND FLYING MIGHTY WITH FRESH WINGS MADE OF LIGHT.
“Blue Tiger” Prismacolor and charcoal on masonite board. 3/9/2011
A TICK ON A TICK..
EACH BURROWING FASTER THAN THE OTHER.
A COMMANDO ELITE FOR THE UNDERWORLD.
AN ALIEN SOLDIER SEARCHING FOR ITS SUBTERRANEAN HOME.
KNOWING NOTHING ELSE BUT THE MISSION.
MASCOT FOR PAIN AND MATES FOR THE TRAITOR.
A MESSANGER THAT BURNED ALL THE LETTERS
AND POISONED THE ENVELOPES.
GO HOME TICK!
BACK INTO YOUR WOODED ORPHANAGE!
YOUR FORESTS ON THE OUTSCIRTS OF AN UNKNOWN MOON.
GO HOME AND MEDITATE UPON WHAT IT IS YOU DIG FOR.
WHY IT IS YOU BURROW.
WHERE YOU THINK YOU CAN EXIST,
AT THE CORE OF CIRCULATION?
MERCY.
DO YOU FEEL DEATH, TICK?
CAN YOU FEEL FEAR, TICK?
IF YOU COULD,
WOULD YOU DIG INTO THE INVISIBLE WITHIN
INSTEAD OF THE VISIBLE WITHOUT?
I AM HUMAN,
ATTEMPTING TO DIG INTO THE TICK.
LET ME BE.
