gonna
have
a
tv
party
tonite!
Monday, June 15, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
lightning and cupcakes
Sorry about last art hop, but I was over that shit. Hanging out at broadway for 20 hours a day for like 2 weeks straight, made me an anxious one about seeing a shitload of people all up in my house. So I had to leave. fuck it. So if you were looking for me, I apologize.
I did go back afterwards though, to check up on the old girl.
A thunderstorm was about to come through town and punch all the palm trees in the face.
So me and Frank decided we would go outside and have a couple of cold ones in the side parking lot, you know, the one facing the hands playing the piano mural.
We stood there waiting for it, and it couldnt have come at a more perfect time. I was feeling shitty and the impending thunderstorm seemed like just the thing to wash away this old skin/jadedness/uglyness.
The raindrops got fatter and fatter and the wind more fucking fierce. Then the thunder, and finally the lightning, which was amazing. we stood right in the middle of an open lot, hoping to get struck by lightning. But no luck. It looked like it hit just on the other side of the bridge, and I imagined it striking a crackhead in Chinatown and making him into some sort of superhero.
Yesterday was my brothers birthday. Happy Birday Brudder!!!!
Heres my nephew fucking some cupcakes up.
Heres some cheese ballness from this show I did last month at "Strands", a hair salon in North Fresno.
My Mom teared up when she saw it. Funny how Moms are so easily impressed when their kids are fuck-ups.
I did go back afterwards though, to check up on the old girl.
A thunderstorm was about to come through town and punch all the palm trees in the face.
So me and Frank decided we would go outside and have a couple of cold ones in the side parking lot, you know, the one facing the hands playing the piano mural.
We stood there waiting for it, and it couldnt have come at a more perfect time. I was feeling shitty and the impending thunderstorm seemed like just the thing to wash away this old skin/jadedness/uglyness.
The raindrops got fatter and fatter and the wind more fucking fierce. Then the thunder, and finally the lightning, which was amazing. we stood right in the middle of an open lot, hoping to get struck by lightning. But no luck. It looked like it hit just on the other side of the bridge, and I imagined it striking a crackhead in Chinatown and making him into some sort of superhero.
Yesterday was my brothers birthday. Happy Birday Brudder!!!!
Heres my nephew fucking some cupcakes up.
Heres some cheese ballness from this show I did last month at "Strands", a hair salon in North Fresno.
My Mom teared up when she saw it. Funny how Moms are so easily impressed when their kids are fuck-ups.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
at my funeral...
....i want an orchestra to play this song.
brings tears to my eyes, every time i hear it, or whistle it loudly when i go for my drunken walks down East Side back alleys.
im in the mood for some Me & Eds. think i'll go have some.
brings tears to my eyes, every time i hear it, or whistle it loudly when i go for my drunken walks down East Side back alleys.
im in the mood for some Me & Eds. think i'll go have some.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
fart chopper.
okay. havent had a chance to really write anything in a few but here goes.
my show in the front broadway space has been cancelled, due to dumbass-ness/double booking.
I originally wrote a really fucking nasty hate letter, then decided to delete it and go the high road. I dont hate the person, and shes been nothing but nice, from the moment I was asked to show there, and up until her apology letter. So I didnt want to offend.
But it just doesnt make any sense to me to double book a show, when one of the artist you double booked has a fucking studio in the same building as your space. Fucking idiots. I was gonna fuck that show up too. had an installation ready and everything. Fuck it, two tears in a bucket. and NO, I dont want to show at a later date. Im fucking over it.
anyways, heres some pics of my cousin who was in town last week from Oaxaca.
so my shows cancelled, but im still showing some shit at Broadway, in the halls and in front of my walls. come by. Bring all your friends. I'll put pics up tomorrow.
Heres some other shit you should check out.
also, Broadway Alum, Teresa Flores, is showing some some shtuff at Milanos in the Fulton Mall. Go check it out, have a beer and some pizza.
my show in the front broadway space has been cancelled, due to dumbass-ness/double booking.
I originally wrote a really fucking nasty hate letter, then decided to delete it and go the high road. I dont hate the person, and shes been nothing but nice, from the moment I was asked to show there, and up until her apology letter. So I didnt want to offend.
But it just doesnt make any sense to me to double book a show, when one of the artist you double booked has a fucking studio in the same building as your space. Fucking idiots. I was gonna fuck that show up too. had an installation ready and everything. Fuck it, two tears in a bucket. and NO, I dont want to show at a later date. Im fucking over it.
anyways, heres some pics of my cousin who was in town last week from Oaxaca.
so my shows cancelled, but im still showing some shit at Broadway, in the halls and in front of my walls. come by. Bring all your friends. I'll put pics up tomorrow.
Heres some other shit you should check out.
also, Broadway Alum, Teresa Flores, is showing some some shtuff at Milanos in the Fulton Mall. Go check it out, have a beer and some pizza.
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