the journey of El Pintor

I woke up this morning and did yoga. Lazy yoga but still yoga :). It felt really good. I honestly loved it. It opened up my mind to the possibilities of new painting ideas. I don't know what I plan on doing but I do know I will do them and that makes me happy. Naturally as I walk threw nirvana my dog and cat climbed all over me and stretched with me on the ground. It was funny and honestly what else can you ask for in life? This journey is infinite and I shall walk it one brush stroke at a time.

We were all once immrotals from Jaws Blake on Vimeo.


I love how this video turned out. It moved me.

The mask we put on cats

goats and goblins

backwards forwards and around again

All these moments grab me and whisper in my eyes to make something beautiful. I hope I'm doing the moments justice.

left feet right hands

a new way

Things are parts of stars and so existence .

A bird made of ink and wheels

ever growing

I honestly don't remember the first octogirl I ever did. I might of been in college........It just made since to me and the  masks made me feel stronger about each design....I love texture so much! 

Solar teams

So i figured out my sculpture and I have half drawn it. I ran out of steam last night and just couldn't finish it. But I promise my self I will tonight.

Now I have to draw my pinup.

The badgirl

I don't really paint for other people. I do love when they enjoy it but it honestly is what I love to do. I'm only really on Facebook so I can talk to friends because like most of you I have forgotten how to use a phone. :)

Something recently has bothered me. I read a post from another semi famous artist and they basically said to the new and old artists "you will not make it."  I hate this shit because no one really makes it until they are old and or dead. A few of us get to even see that people like what we make. We are the lucky ones. But for no reason should other artists put each other down! We are honestly the only fans of each others work we get to see outside of parents and friends. To get a complement from a stranger is rare. Just help each other out honestly. I studied under a master painter when I was 13 and he helped me figure out how to start thinking of myself as an artist and the rest came with time. I didn't even think of my self as good until some one asked me to train them under me. It shocked me and I tried my best to help them out and now they are on that journey with their art. I'm proud and happy and hopeful for them because that is what you do as n artist and as a human being. Don't be a dick.

Art is alive in all things.....even...the left side of the moon

growing inward

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.

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.

La Guerrilla stickers

It's like that game you played when you were imaginary

Sharing more of my process