This is my jumbled take on Alice in Wonderland. Just kind of a big chaotic mess but whimsical and silly all in one. There are aspects of my favorite things everywhere...
In this series called Identity (Identity), inspired by the people and the diversity of New York, I wanted to capture this diversity, the statics, the glamor, the fashion, the ethnicities, the culture and the splendor of this magnificent city.
Spring is coming, A time of change and new beginnings. - This is the first time posting something on this platform. I'm very curious about this community. If you have critique on this piece I would be happy if you tell me, so i can improve my art :)
Love is in the Air!!!!! To all the couples, friends, families etc! I wish you an amazing Valentine's Day!!!!I desing this postcard for a local Backery in Colombia as part of an great collaboration @Catan1804
This is a 6x9 mixed media page in a sketchbook that is dedicated to Halloween cats. I scan these pages and then do 4x6 prints and mail them to my mom. Usually a draw a daily cat and mail it but mom’s memory is going so sending her print postcards of the Halloween cards ensures she doesn’t lose an original. I’ll go back to the original kitties next month.
This is part of a series of postcards that I have been creating to mail to my mom everyday. She is in assisted living about 3 hours away so I can’t see her every day. I mail her the postcards to give her something to look forward to.
Last year I made many of these cards to sell at my shop. They are each monoprinted, so they are all different. Then I used a stamp I carved and doodled while watching binging on Criminal Minds.
This artwork is part of my ongoing visual diary of factory life—small, overlooked corners turned into honest moments.
“Trash Talk” sits right between humor and grit… a reminder that even the most mundane places have something to say.
A 20x36 canvas A surreal shoreline unfolds beneath a weathered lighthouse, where reality bends into myth. Planes drift through muted skies, a UFO lifts a van from the cliffs, and the sea itself seems alive—its waves whispering forgotten tales. Between the moon’s watchful eye and the wreckage below, every fragment hints at a story untold, a dream caught between the tide and time.
