We were all once immrotals from Jaws Blake on Vimeo.


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

Secret axe project

That star behind the left front side of the moon's house

It's so weird that I felt so i special the last few days. I'm not sure why I felt like that but Alec and I just watched The Lego movie and honestly I feel better. I guess I just needed to relax and give myself a break. Life can be hard as an introvert. You are super creative so everyone thinks that means you are happy because what you make makes them happy. Some times life is just fucking hard for no reason what so ever. Sometimes you just need to laugh and be hugged to get threw the day. I'm lucky I have great friends and fans. I like to think they are the same at the same time. Just thank you 

muhler del rey

art is sex

I remember being in art school and a friend who was a nude model asked me if I meant to draw her with "ethnic trades?" It then occurred to me I did draw her in charcoal with a different nose and it changed her face huge. I remember trying to fix it for twenty minutes but it just blurred the whole thing. I later looked at the paintings of Picasso and noted he painted how he painted and made no apologies. I'm not Picasso but I learned I could be in a way him. Now i can draw a nose right on a face but I draw mostly in ink now because little mistakes can be fixed with textures and learned secrets but mostly it's art. I am a painter or as i call myself and very few others do "El Pintor" . It's all life and love and sex of canvas. Each painting is a child made from the sex of creativity and practice.

So times I go back into my archives or notebooks as some of you say. :P  I like seeing how much I have done and see how much better I understand how to make things better. It feels like re reading a book.  Like time slowed down.  

By the by :)  I have started journaling again. Offline hand paper word art...ooooooooooo.....it makes me feel good to write things just for me sometimes. I can be more selfish in what I write or morbid....mostly morbid. I know I'm weird. But hey you like me so who's weird now?..........ha

I miss blogging stupidly

It was early 2002 and I was blogging on MySpace nonstop. I really only stopped because an ex kept giving me shit about talking in riddles. I loved talking in riddles back then. It was fun and funny and drove people crazy...insane. I could let how ever I felt out and non was the wiser. Maybe I'll go back to that but I do now enjoy just talking sometimes. Though I know sometimes I'm quiet for no reason...it's peaceful.