Spiral

Treasures of February

February was very good to me!

While I finished the spiral that I teased about earlier, I won't be showing it off until it is in the hands of its commissioner next week. In the meantime, I present two pieces I made in between my spiral sessions.

Waiting for the Bus (pictured,) the first entry in my new travelsize sketchbook.

Fling, a somewhat retroscopic piece I made when I hit a block in the spiral.

Check back soon for the completed spiral!

Spirals of Progress

Almost done!

From the ashes of Fucking...

...comes Painted Stick. It turns out that the piece I declared as dead in an earlier entry was only "comic book" dead.

While it was in my backpack on a rainy day, it got a little smudged - enough so to discourage me, but not enough to encourage some friends to coax me into continuing right along.

But the original idea that was Fucking is indeed dead and gone. This new incarnation from the husk is slightly different in intent, smaller in size, and vaguely alien in form.

Dr. Seuss and The Modernists

The Gem Mine is not only completed, I have also conceived of a companion piece to accompany it to its exhibition. As the Mine is a piece in homage to the great Dr. Seuss and an homage to his painting, Minor-Cat Miner in a High Yield Emerald Mine, Minor Cat Miner zooms in on my Gem Mine and reveals that deep within, Seuss' kitten is hard at work.

Both of these Seussian pieces are available in the upcoming Expressions Gallery show, The Modernists. Come have an in-person looksee at the show's grand opening on Saturday February 13th, from 6-8p. If you can't make it to the opening, the show will be up until April 2nd.

Revealing Itself To Itself

Here is a doodle that I created on Christmas Day while waiting in line for Saul's.

Fucking In Memorium

I post this image of a piece I was working on as a dedication to its memory. Sadly, the recent rains have claimed it as a casualty, for apparently reality wanted to teach me how waterproof my backpack truly isn't.

It was to be called Fucking.

This is how it looked in December, forever young.