My own personal beast

All the things.....are illuminated. They live on this hill in my mind. Just colors and shapes forever. 

Life

I wish I lived on the West Coast some days. I feel like the West loves it's artists more. Like the richest and worst art lovers only live here some what. I just don't feel like having to get up like Swoon and Obey. I'm not a graffiti artist but I get why they bomb walls to stand out. It is not easy to find places that want to celebrate living artists. They want to the ide not the person. We do so much in the moments we create and not a soul but us celebrates artists. The funny but is mostly artists buy art from artists. It's funny and sad how we pass the amendment money in a way around in our circles. Where are the Bohemianist of our generation of creativity?  Did all the spirit of free love move to Canada when Nixon was President? ......hmmmmmm   I am not crazy enough at this point for it not to bother me anymore. I sobered up and now the world feels grey outside of my home. .....is anyone else listening as we roll round in space like marbles for the stars? 

all the colors

the making is in the dreams of  my imaginary brain

Darla the beast

I seem to always over think painting nudes. I want to and I have but I always fear the hate ransoms give me about it. I know  , I talk and talk and talk about being fearless but everyone wants to feel good about their creative mind. I just hate not being able to retort a critic. I'm a bit of a hot head I'll admit freely but it's honestly my passion bleeding out. I will at some point go back to painting nudes and even doing masks again but I'm waiting for a moment when I feel I don't need more paintings for my new art show in April. I feel like I'm hiding sometimes from haters in the art show because I can't put nudes in it. It's like a safety belt in a car that isn't moving because it is imaginary. 

darla

I feel is such a good place with my painting but I feel I need to become a better painter. The struggle is real I guess.

Love is reading the books of people a painting by Jaws Blake

Making is my favorite. I'm in love and have always been with making. The moments slip away in brush strokes.

being is doing and ...blah..blah..blah

Muchness

I like to some nights watch the stars from my studio's giant window. It feels naked by its openness. I like to think no one walking by notices me noticing them. 

 

Life on Saturn

I feel like the smallest painter on the internet some days. Like I'm in a bowl of old cereal and I'm getting older and going sour. I think it really just is hitting me because my birthday is coming up. It's surreal to feel like you are getting older and not sure the art world respects older anymore. 

 




























 I'm making a new calendar for myself  to keep on track with uploads and paintings. I'm not sure I like making prints. I feel like they feel cheap. I have made a few prints I really loved but most of them I'm not sure I enjoy so I'm erasing a few of them. I realize it might be a step back to my career but I need to feel proud of my works.    In bigger news I'm watching Lucha Underground again. I know that sounds silly that that is big news but I draw a lot of inspiration from Lucha libre. It has been my favorite thing my whole life. The masks are awesome but the luchador's make the masks awesome. I'm enjoying it again is the main point. I haven't enjoyed it for years. To all those who enjoy grind house style films; this is the show for you. It's very exciting.  Alec and I are watching a lot of anime again and she is writing up a storm of amazing short stories. She has this power to pull you into her amazing stories. I hope one day to illustrate one of them. I think I'm going back to posting videos once a week again.   See you later Jaws

Rockstar Manerva a painting by Jaws Blake

always making

I love how her smile turned out. She has this energy to her that is beautiful. 

King crow's journey

I am trying to always find a way to bridge the gap between old and new styles of mine. I love the freedom of my old style and the details of my new work. It feels like going back to another country.

working

I keep playing with ideas. I feel like I have this fleshed out plan to make a graphic novel but I keep thinking of things to add. It is insanity.

Mia, Sophia and Gia

One day my arms will leave me Dear John letters. I keep making these deep crack of space to draw and paint details. The ache is real and overwhelming and in that I know I have refound my focus. I hope you can see the million lines my hands and arms are giving you.

art for April

I'm making a lot of work for my up and coming show. One of lots to come.

making

I'm making art for my next show in April. I have to make a lot of work on a bigger scale. I'm excited and tired by the idea but I know it will come out beautiful.