Not currently on any social media sites. I understand this is unusual in today’s world. Luckily I stepped off the world some years ago. No idea where I am, but it’s got art mediums so why worry?
I specialize in expressionistic art, trying everything, watercolors, whatevers at hand.
Shine a light
Be gentle to little creatures
Acrylic on Canson paper
on my mind_visual doodle
Drawing Prompt Submission
from another world
The devil sees something beautiful for the first time.
HOUSE OF CONFUSION?!
Where do I begin with this one? This is a drawing of my dad and I; the picture was taken back in 2006, a happier time, I suppose. I don't commonly think about my dad, I don't necessarily think about how much I miss him or how I wish I could see him again, so it was odd for me to sit and look through old photos. I don't really know my dad; I do, but I don't. My dad was physically part of my life for 10 years, the second half of those were not the best. Mental illness, self medicating for years, debt, heroin, arguments, threats, uncertainty. I feel like I remember the negative more because I was older, my parents couldn't hide it from me like they used to. At the same time, when he was sober and stable, life was good. Life was great, things felt complete. So here I am, 6 years since he died. I don't want to say his image is fading, but I know less of who he was than I did before. I see the good from some (the ones who praise him, who act like he was a saint), and I see the bad from others (the one who felt the pain). I suppose I no longer see my view, my memories aren't there anymore. I don't necessarily feel sad, the anger has faded, and I can't say I'm happy. Maybe I'll figure it out one day, but, for now, it is what it is.
Graphite, powdered graphite and iron oxide recovered from acid mine runoff on watercolor paper
Slowely saying goodbye summer, see you next year
Acrylic on wood
Mixed gouache, ink, pencils, oil pastel.
Monster meets a flower for the first time.
From post-it note to canvas.
Quarantine life has got me taking some of my old doodles and turning them into paintings.
I wanted to cover up a crappy scribble that was on this page, so I just covered it in black and used a white ink pen to doodle over it
Pastels and pencil. Couldn't sleep...so got to drawing...Jack emerged onto my drawing pad. He uplifts me. Will be feeding him and his little family again this morning.!!
Pencils..pastel. My first attempt at 3D art....great fun...
I found this lady in the pink blob.