Tuesday, January 27, 2009

typewriter case


if you study well the artefacts herein displayed, you will find the case is set at an angle in relation to the camera lense

Saturday, January 24, 2009

can't hold on to anything

as I start painting, stories retreat from me
when I start writing, pictures go away

Friday, January 23, 2009

new bookshelf


walmart spray paint on such a small canvas is one of the most nervewracking experiences there is

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

no title

Saturday, January 17, 2009

the extra's plea

While I was working as an movie extra I found a piece of paper folded up and stuck into an empty tea tin in a coffee-shop fa├žade. The piece of paper said:

"The Extra’s Plea

Let’s go to Los Angeles, every-one, and when we’re there, well – we’ll make it, we’ll make it. Like the isolated and lonely and drama-filled souls baring their souls or feigning their souls on the screen for fun, and they usually hate it unless they’re smashing cars into each other. Let’s go to Los Angeles with good posture and good structure and figure out exactly what people want to buy, and we’ll do anything, we’ll walk in circles and eat shit and pray for a glance or a meeting by chance, which will, because it must, pull us out of this wretched and friendly mediocrity. Our face is always downcast, especially when we smile; our laugh is never genuine, from over-use. We have our own language, it’s very handy. The language of packages. Pre-packaged conversation is the easiest kind. Prepared beforehand for easy access, we never have to converse or interact – pick and choose. We are the depressed and the downcast, we are the pre-packaged, unknown, pick-and-choose, desperate clones, and please, please, make it, make it, because it will wash us, it will make everything better, because everything sucks and it could be so much better, if people knew our name, and our face, and asked us to do things and to be places and to pretend like we’re someone else. That’s all we want anyway.

-An Extra"

Thursday, January 15, 2009

jank



trying
hand at writing

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

something else

Monday, January 12, 2009

augor

favorite writer, hands down:

http://www.augsdraws.com/streetart.html

Saturday, January 10, 2009

grecian graffiti

Grecian Graffiti:

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

mini art book coming soon



sneek preview

Sunday, January 4, 2009

they have stolen my things

WE SINK TOWARD THE WATERY DARK MUDDY CITY
OF NO HOPES
ASPHALT LAKE FLOWING DOWN INTO THE
RAPIDS OF NO RAFTS
IN THE SLUMBERING
CITY OF DREAMS
AND NO HOPES
AND SMILE, BABY, PLEASE,
OR DON'T
WALK WITH ME DOWN THE GENTLE SLOPE
WHERE ANCIENT FOOLS
WOULD LAUGH AND CHOKE
ON UNPALETABLE THOUGHTS
AND GREEN LEAF LAURELS
ENCIRCLED MOSTLY BROKE
HEADS BROKE UP BY
flowing streams
of thought and things
and things too
not just thought
but things

some kind of jam session


Thursday, January 1, 2009

another harpy on Hades' errand


part of a wip

today this harpy took the form of a cop, who shot a guy across from my parent's house