Friday, February 5, 2010

olive juice

hard core. Ms. Oatman.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

giants everywhere!

check it. giant women porn. this first one would be an awesome painting.

mellow-dramatics and bear suits

yeah sometimes i get a little dramatic.... so what? you can't hate a gal for her histrionics.
here is a recent watercolor i did. it was based off whats called "transformation porn."
did you know there is even a niche for people who like giant women, like Godzilla size women stomping through cities and lounging among small vehicles and houses? weird, but awesome.

Friday, January 8, 2010

bw



back to the bones

i keep wanting to write.  anything, something.  i have these thoughts at night, and a sudden bravery that comes along with them.  yes, i fucking can do what i want!  genius thoughts, or sometimes just sentiments of what i wish for myself.   i keep thinking, "26, 26, 26?"  ive wasted so many years.  up until 21, life was a progression..... then it became a breath stopped short.  suffocation.  i walk through the primordial ooze that has become every waking day, and oh god it shouldn't be this much of a struggle to live, to breathe....  

Monday, May 18, 2009

Butchertown Art Fair



Thanks to everyone who bought my stuff, liked my stuff, complimented me on my stuff, or made requests for stuff!!  Here are some photos from Sunday funday.
PS- the necklaces are not waterproof.  do not take in the shower!








Friday, May 8, 2009

alas.

these passages are what i hope to feel soon...  cuz i haven't in a while.  and believe me, i try.

I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, 
And what I assume you shall assume, 
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul, 
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air, 
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their 
parents the same, 
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin, 
Hoping to cease not till death.

-WALT WHITMAN


i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any-lifted from the no
of all nothing-human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

-EE CUMMINGS

oaks night




Thursday, April 16, 2009

cardinals



this is a piece i recently made and am really happy with.  these cardinals i also made into pendants.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009