Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Running thoughts

Is it weird I feel the earth quiver? The wind. Seems to have a distant whisper. Maybe I'm on a newer path that leads to my canvases? These deep thought blogs are going weird places. Lol

I've been playing Walking Dead game. It takes me deep places and with Yerba Mate I'm traveling more.

I think I need to start doing yoga again .

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Little sister

I miss my little sister. She is afraid of my cat who is afraid of everything. Mind you my sister is 30. So you see the odd humor of everything. We disagree on everything mostly but I miss arguing with her. She loves my art but thinks I'm insane to not charge millions. Lol we are different in all side but are perfect puzzle pieces. I miss seeing her call me fat even though I'm not. It's just funny I miss her.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013


first day  of feeling better

Now I still feel weak and sickly but the drugs are working. And I'm walking around now....short distances but it still counts. Bronchitis will not be my better as long as I take my medicines every eight hours for the next nine days.

Side note I feel bad because I don't think I'll be doing a art video Friday but I'll do a check in video so people watch.


El Pintor 

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Feeling ill today


It is the best way to describe this feeling. I wish I had stayed in bed. It is mixture of awful and ack.

Tomorrow is a new day with hopes my health will improve.

el Pintor

Tuesday, February 5, 2013


I'm sitting here thinking with a beer in hand about artist I love. Mcbess blows me away. If you have no idea who he is google him deeply. he is point?.....Well I want to be iconic like him. I have my luchadors and colors but does it stand out? Do you see it and want to google for more? I hope but I wonder on a no. Weird, honest, hard truth.

To my new fans thank you and I love my favorite fans of time....I love you and thank you. lol

El Pintor

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Ghandi said "be the change you wish to see in the world." I keep saying this to my self every day. After Marley died (no, not Bob). I found anger a hard thing to shake after she died. I'm telling you all this in my art blog because I want you to see where the art really comes from. I paint intense things and it's because I'm intense. It became something I learned about my self as time bled threw.

Some times after I do a big art peace I feel at peace and then for a few days I get sad. It's such a huge release that all that is left in me is tears and from that I rebuild into a better (I think).

I'm looking at the last painting I did of Mar after she died and I think it is my Dorian Grey portrait.
Days like this I'm glad no one reads these blogs.