Monday, December 29, 2014




I always know the end. I can see ending in work before I even see beginnings. There is this place I go in seeing past the future of things. It makes projects almost impossible. The man who's mind is never on the time he is living in. This book will be so much so soon and that is wild but scary at the same time. Good luck La Gama.

Friday, December 19, 2014


I have been super sick for a week. Im still sick but I am restless so fuck that. I'm a painter I'm El Pintor I have to make wakes me in the middle of the night. Leaves me restless. My cat and I spend long nights in my studio...........and when I'm done I'll rest....

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

blue paint

All the little things make me paint more. They wake me up in the middle of the night

Monday, December 8, 2014

These pages.......are alive

 Each page sits in my mind endlessly. As one ends I know I need to keep  doing more. I remember when I started all this I figured I would do three panel one shots but it is a wave. It sits inside me wanting to tell the story. It is my visional ramble. My mumble on a page.

Monday, December 1, 2014


These stories are me.....They are my hands and neck pains. My wants and needs to be more visible. My feeling of being invisible and some times being happy that I walk around and no one looks at me. My playlist of weird indie songs from weird indie singers and songwriters. The hopes of my dreams and the secrets they whisper.