Thursday, April 17, 2014

The regal universe

The universe according to El Pintor

I might be crazy. People say I am. They say for me to paint and draw and be creative you had to let go of the things that make us sane. Maybe I'm a old soul with to many things do do on the page. either way....heads or tails I'm happy. Maybe that is why I'm crazy because I'm still happy. They say artists should be tortured..........been there done that.







Monday, April 14, 2014

Friday, April 11, 2014

Growing outward

I love the art of McBess. He is an amazing painter and artist. I love how crisp his lines are and his designs are just so vivid.

So with this tip of information about me and my love for McBess I am painting an axe. I'm of course doing it in my style but I just love his style and wanted to share it with you.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

rain fall for bird gods

little by little the world changes and flows.

Rain fall on the brains of gods

I have done so much gold leaf recently that I'm starting to look at it as rain falls on trees. Natural and reactive. Which is to say ....when i look at an imagine inside ...behind my eyes I see the gold leaf not as an addition but as the skin. There is a love in these things they move me and I thought at one time I was a mountain with designs but they are the mountain. I am the bird. I sore and look down as the world moves.


 This life is not about me showing off my skills but letting you know how things come into my mind and grow on the page.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

infinite

I remember being 18 and telling someone 28 "I hope I die before I get to be your age." Wow! I guess I never remember being in the middle of becoming my own artist. It was really hard. Like ...crazy hard. I could see it but not make it completely. That was torture. I'm 32 now and I like being alive at 32 it's peaceful mostly. Nothing as chaotic as then. I still get mad and calm my self down but now I see the silliness in my self about most things.  The road is long and hard to here but well worth the limping. we grow older as we stare in mirrors and we change slowly as we just let ours selves live limping on.

I hope you are all well.