Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Monday, April 15, 2013
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
captain amexican
just watched captain america
makes me want to dig up the idea i had years ago, of starting my artist-series pirating business, where each DVD comes with original one of a kind, hand made packaging. probably go to prison for it. heres a bootleg of "dark knight".
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
ive got those shakey gums, and a couple o' loose tooths.
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been drawing my fucking fingers raw lately. 2;49am and im sleepy. ive been drawing at home the past week, just slaving away behind this drawing desk i built, placed in front of my bedroom window, which is great for natural lighting and hearing the fucking birds chirp away their beautiful songs , but fucking terrible when the neighbor, whose patio faces the direction of my window, decides he wants to fucking grill up some bar-b-que.
fucking stinks. shit. im a vagiterian, if you dont know, and although for the most part im not bothered by it, but sometimes, especially red meat, just makes my throat something lumpy, like indigestion or like ive drinken soda too fast. that feeling like i gotta blow chunks. fucking gross.
anyways, im tired, but not too tired to paint. problem is, im at home and not at the studio. sleepy drawings are often sloppy and halfassed-especially for these technical bangers ive been doing lately. so i'll call it a night. even though that makes a guilt ride up my spine, especially since my show is a little more than a week away.
i only need a couple hours and some coffee with soymilk. gimme a fucking second to rest here.
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pics tomorrow. ive been too side tracked to document lately.
been drawing my fucking fingers raw lately. 2;49am and im sleepy. ive been drawing at home the past week, just slaving away behind this drawing desk i built, placed in front of my bedroom window, which is great for natural lighting and hearing the fucking birds chirp away their beautiful songs , but fucking terrible when the neighbor, whose patio faces the direction of my window, decides he wants to fucking grill up some bar-b-que.
fucking stinks. shit. im a vagiterian, if you dont know, and although for the most part im not bothered by it, but sometimes, especially red meat, just makes my throat something lumpy, like indigestion or like ive drinken soda too fast. that feeling like i gotta blow chunks. fucking gross.
anyways, im tired, but not too tired to paint. problem is, im at home and not at the studio. sleepy drawings are often sloppy and halfassed-especially for these technical bangers ive been doing lately. so i'll call it a night. even though that makes a guilt ride up my spine, especially since my show is a little more than a week away.
i only need a couple hours and some coffee with soymilk. gimme a fucking second to rest here.
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pics tomorrow. ive been too side tracked to document lately.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
nofo luxe-sierra soiree
Last night was a great fucking time at Terrance Reimers pad way the fuck up in North Fork.
For that very tiny group of Fresno folks who dont know him, Terrance is a huge supporter of the local art scene, one of the snazziest fucking dressers, awesome photographer and all around, bad Mutha'fucka'.
Well, anyways, last night he hosted this mural painting party at his place, complete with live music from the Insects, lots of beer, pizza, chips, fruit, and a shitload of house paint for painting this huge freight storage container. Oh, and a very special appearance from none-other than Elvis himself. I intended on photo-ing the whole thing, but my fucking phone died about an hour in, guess thats what happens when you live on the edge like i do and only charge your phone enough time for it to load up only one bar. Here are some photos I took;
Like I said, Terrance buys alot of art from alot of artists, which includes my friends and I. My shitty camera phone doesnt do any of any justice, but you get the point.
some Jason Grahams and Michael Garcias.
some more Jasons, some Josh, and some Nigels.
dont know the name of this artist, but i liked this piece....fucking hilarious!
more good stuff....
kinda trippy.....right? (inside joke)
Terrances house is awesome and like this trippy-doing mushrooms in Hollywood, but surrounded by good art kinda place.
There was alot more cooler shit that went down later on in the evening, unfortunately all i have is memories to share, and not photos.....but then again...where the fuck were you?
For that very tiny group of Fresno folks who dont know him, Terrance is a huge supporter of the local art scene, one of the snazziest fucking dressers, awesome photographer and all around, bad Mutha'fucka'.
Well, anyways, last night he hosted this mural painting party at his place, complete with live music from the Insects, lots of beer, pizza, chips, fruit, and a shitload of house paint for painting this huge freight storage container. Oh, and a very special appearance from none-other than Elvis himself. I intended on photo-ing the whole thing, but my fucking phone died about an hour in, guess thats what happens when you live on the edge like i do and only charge your phone enough time for it to load up only one bar. Here are some photos I took;
Like I said, Terrance buys alot of art from alot of artists, which includes my friends and I. My shitty camera phone doesnt do any of any justice, but you get the point.
some Jason Grahams and Michael Garcias.
some more Jasons, some Josh, and some Nigels.
dont know the name of this artist, but i liked this piece....fucking hilarious!
more good stuff....
kinda trippy.....right? (inside joke)
Terrances house is awesome and like this trippy-doing mushrooms in Hollywood, but surrounded by good art kinda place.
There was alot more cooler shit that went down later on in the evening, unfortunately all i have is memories to share, and not photos.....but then again...where the fuck were you?
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Donkey Puncher
unless youre a complete dummy, you've seen my flyers around fresno promoting my show at both Teazer's locations ( downtown and Tower District), well the shows about mid-way through, so if you havnt yet, go check it the fuck out! and if you have, then go check it again! and if you hate mediocre art work, then go to Teazer, only stare at your phone the entire time, order a drink and sit down whilst waiting for your tea to cool. but keep in mind that you gotta keep your eyes on your phone the entire time, completley ignoring your surroundings. You'll blend right in with about half of the customers.
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