Some busty chick makes the first move on a dead eye girl whilst celebrating summer on a rooftop.
Stretched and Soaked Skin
Here are some images from THE SHOW! It was amazing! We had singers, dancers, artists, poets and booze. I also got to spend the night with some of my closest and admirable friends. Nelly Matorina is the goddess behind Rhetoric Magazine which inspires me to actually get my art and writing out in the world and helps me to meet other artists of every creative medium. She’s mindbogglingly dedicated to everything she does and I think she has a time machine. Patricia Van Asperen is my guardian and best friend. She can also make anything in the world out of anything in the world. Right now she’s casually becoming the best sculptor of our time. Behind the camera is Michael East, my other guardian. He’s the kindest person who will ever politely take your picture. Luis Munoz is an incredible artist who is a mover and shaker in this universe. He creates colourful horrorscapes and pushes me out into the world with his belief in me (I’m waiting on an art website from him). Manny is a musician and also my favourite enemy. He will tell you exactly what you need to hear and just the right time. My dreaded friend Wrill also showed up and was the face keeping me solid as I read my poem with shaking hands. I feel so much love right now that it almost calms my homicidal tendencies.
Here are some links for you.
The Art of Patricia Van Asperen
The Photography of Michael East
For the first time, my art is going to be on public display. I’ve tentatively called these pieces and their custom frames “The Red Series”. It’s funny, the things I thought would be the most difficult went smoothly. I was terrified about building the frames pieces, but the clay stuck and hasn’t broken. However, simply getting the images into the frame was a mess. My finger was cut on glass and I literally bled onto one of the pictures. I spilled a bit of chemicals onto another. But finally it’s all come together and you can barely notice the blood, sweat, and tears.
Here are some of the recent images in my current sketchbook. My scanner is broken, which I suppose can be seen as a good thing because it wouldn’t pick up a lot of my pencil detail. That said, until I get a new one, I have to photograph them which causes blur.
Death and Hell Mage cuddle buddies. I actually love their long-armed, lumpy bodies.
Recent Wrethen. Apparently I forgot that she’s supposed to have three eyes.