V.2.18
Goodbye.
Forever.
Sorry.
Paintings
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Newest First! Please be patient, there
are alot of images here! :)
2007 Dead Man's Sock - unfinished.

In progress. Parent Stub for Channing? Could be. Too much personal crap here to really talk about, except to say there is a lot of pain going around in my tiny tiny heart right now.

Took turniphead (see 2d section) and blew him up 2x, laser printed in 4 sheets, Pasted.

Placed a smaller turniphead lower and it just seemed appropriate to put a big hand around the little guy. It speaks volumes to me about the back of my mind. I have forever lost those days. There is the Cat Chakra Man, pleasantly smiling on the elbow. Meow y'all!
2004 Untitled 3

Someone threw this one on the ground. :(

It needs more development totally. But it matched her sheets and her furniture... ehh... I may just paint over it.
2004 Untitled

In progress snapshot 1
2004 Untitled

In progress snapshot 2
2004 Untitled

In progress snapshot 3
2004 Untitled

Finished, notice I rotated it. I like the wave effect. This picture will always remind me of Angela, I think it's the surf wave. I don't think she liked it very much though. :( Good, I keep it. :)
2004 Untitled 1

This is the final of 1999 untitled. I rather like this one... The color scheme is practically minimal, though. I had to fix the damn thing, it was driving me nuts. So I used the 'basics'.
2004 Magus (in progress)

Preliminary layout for Magus, it changed alot later.
2004 Magus

More finalized, it's a little different now. There are swords piercing the dude now, and I need to add more. One for every time, I think ten should be about right. Ten of Swords. Think about that one you Tarot freaks.
2004 Unspeakable Deux

Remade to replace the one I gave away! :)
2004 Envy Recht (right)

This one fits with Rudebrat. on either side, at that!
Porno corner found on the street outside work by Adam. Thanks Adam! I always appreciate fragmentary found porn!
2004 Rudebrat Links (left)

Oh, Daina. You cocained up person, you. :(

I gave this one away to Mikey. You had better still have it! Keep it safe!
2003 Lust

Nice girls, strange psychology goes into this, I will never learn, will I? Lust lust, I cannot escape my hormones.
2003 Demon

More ballpoint and marker. fingernail clippings. titanium white acrylic. Never satisfied.
Nice marker work, I bought a 5 pack with alot of different colors. Purple, Orange, Cyan.
2003 Cut

Breaking apart kitchens and finding large pieces of wood which are appropriate for painting on! Wow.
Unfinished, sitting on my deck right now. It's resting.

(?? x ??) Acrylic on cabinet section.
2002 Never

Kinda unfinished, kinda frustrated. Kinda wanna burn it. I let it rest for a while. I suppose I was a little confused.

(?? x ??) Acrylic on plywood panel.
2002 Mechanic

(?? x ??) Acrylic, paper and Coffee stains on plywood panel.
1999 Untitled

Oh, started while staying at the Saleh residence... hrmmm. No comment. Really really bad time.

This picture taken in a state of progress in 1999 while living with Raul. Kinda discombobulated, just a bit. :(

It gets much better later on.
1999 Le Pendu

Endless Oceans
Boundless Skies
A world of opportunity
All I can think about
is just one thing
Pathetic Existence
Now this is living.


Oh, the heart pangs with this one. I know exactly where I was during this one.

For some reason it reminds me of trying to drink an entire bottle of SOCO (Southern Comfort) and failing, dizzily leaning against a broken down rusty truck (Mater?) in a dark yard, barfing all over the place in the process. I think I actually missed myself. Drown it out, drown it out. I think I stole the scaffold board during that party? Well, at least the scaffold was stolen from the same house. I threw it into Zach's truck. See that Zach? You are GUILTY because I said so! :)

Stolen scaffold board, Acrylic,
Southern Comfort, barfing. :)
1999 PsychoBabble

Oh, my. This one is about Nicole. She stalked me incessantly. That's no good! I remember sitting up at a church at 1am hiding from her while she was pounding on my door. That's something to run away from, especially when I tell her to go away. She really was crazy in a bad way. I hope she's not reading this, she may come and kill me! :( Woot! Run! Run! It's crazy I tell you!
1999 Formula

Vroom vroom. Race cars, clowns, scary helmeted guys with loudspeakers on poles, and handwritten bullshit about the 1997 incident that so dramatically affected my life. Yes, I know how to write cursive. True.
1998 Unspeakable

I liked this one so much that I made another one a few years after I gave it to Adam Gratz! ( Hi Adam! You had better have my painting still!! ) :)

The main difference is that the new one I made has 4 guys instead of three. Pictures of the new one soon, I promise. :)
1998 Teacher

The post relationship painting du jour. Now it's upper left corner is mashed up, from the tossing by the ex-Girlfriend of the decade. I made this one a year after the trauma of 1997, and now it comes back to me to haunt me. I considered burning it in some sort of quasi-religious ceremony, but I'm not sure about that yet. Anyone want to buy it instead? CHEAP! LOL! :)
1998 Savior

A small piece with the background from the yellow pages phone book. Interesting. Paste up from a photocopy of an original sketch.
1998 Rat

More fun with ball point pen and markers mixed with acrylic resin. I like the effect of black permanent marker under the white acrylic, it leaves 'ghosts' which bleed into the white paint as it dries. Oh, I give too much away. Surely I do.
1998 Loathing

I was not very happy when I was doing this one. Living in a hole of a place on Woodland Ave in San Rafael, it was really dark and gloomy. Like deep sea fish, my paintings lost most of their color and became albino. Very strange. The only thing of color is that damn purple couch. I guess I was trying to tell myself I needed a rest! Soft comfortable couches!! AAAHHHH!!!

The original picture of the angry guy was made in my sketchbook on a bus on the way to the subway station to go to the Hirschorn Museum when I was interning in college, 1992. Now that's alot of run-on information!! :/ I remember the bus shaking and shaking... I could not draw. After a while I got used to it and this guy came out of the pen. The NYPD is a reference to the years I spent in New York.. DUH. And it's a straight jacket. Figure that one out. :(

The tiny head of Christina Aguilera is a joke Jonah played on me when I was scanning this painting. She actually has no head. Figure that one out, too!
1998 Guru

Red ball point pen makes this one a little pink.
1998 Abandon

Feeling pretty lonely during this one.
1997 Melody

One of my absolute favorites.

I did this piece under the aura of a really bad breakup. It took me about a month to complete, I was in a 'zone' with this one, that's for sure. I found the concrete covered piece of plywood at a contruction site as I was walking around the neighborhood one night. Some of the things I distinctly remember those nights is the Hale-Bopp comet in the sky, plainly visible to the naked eye. I also remember the suicidal deaths of all those Heaven's Gate people. Super positive thoughts, eh? I really was not thinking about that bad stuff, I was very inside my own inner world at the time and it really did not affect me until much later. I clammed up in a way. Past is past and hindsight is 20/20.

From what I recall, Catherine wanted this one. I said 'NO'.

Acrylic on 'concreted' plywood.
1997 Gotterdamrung

I know it's supposed to be "Gotterdammerrung, but... you know, it's too long! So I abbreviated it! :)
1996 Meaning

Not a painting, actually. It's a page from my sketchbook. I used paint in it though so I suppose it qualifies.
1995 Womb

Living in New York upper east side. Nice neighborhood, actually. Except go up one more block and it's spanish harlem with tons of drug dealers. yay! This was the excitement of NYC for me.

Riding my bike down Lexington Avenue one day, I find this awesome piece of Luon with back framing, just lying there in the street. It says to me, "Take me now, I am free!". So I do! I take it home and make love to it with my paintbrush, and it's never the same again.

There is hair in this one, it creates a great texture.
I wish I had hair still. Oh, well.

I have dryer lint now. Give me all your dryer lint. Collect it in a box. Just for me. It will be enshrined.

The past is very heavy and becomes heavier.

1989 Headstab

Back when I did not know how to paint, or actually that I had not found any particular 'style'... :)

Acrylic on Canvasboard (xx X xx)