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Fly Beneath

Here's one of newest pieces that I hung at an art show. It's titled "Need To Fly". I'm really proud of this piece and I think it marks a turning in my art. I sold a piece that night. "Beneath" officially found a home :). <|3
I fear my that digestive tract has gone in reverse and that my stomach has been unknowingly gnawing at my soul, swallowing it out my mouth and into the world where it is broken down by acid rains and flushed into the depths of the ocean to be nibbled on by tiny blue fish and yellow crabs. <|3

Art Piece - Need To Fly

Title - Need To Fly Medium - acrylic, aquaerosol on canvas Dimensions - 1220 x 915 [4' x 3'] Suggested Price - $500 My first piece of 2011 and my first solid establishment of my aquaerosol technique. This painting depicts a girl holding on to a string wrapped around the chest of a raven. It is highly textured.creating a sense of flow. My question to the viewer of this painting would be: Who's pulling who?
My mouth is filled with primordial ooze; there are new worlds forming in my throat and species in my spit. I speak not English but alien with human accent. <|3
No matter how vast or overwhelming, never be afraid of your own potential.
I just realized I probably learned more life lessons from Looney Tunes than my own family...Hm. <|3

New Years

News year was quite interesting. There was drinking in a loud club with friends. I was even coerced to dance, ie dragged onto the dance floor. The girl actually ended up being really fun and I spent the better part of the first hours of 2011 dancing and goofing. I haven't danced in  what seems like ages. I free-styled on electric box as my friend "dropped beats" outside the club. I ended up going on a taco adventure when we got back to "base". I followed my friend as he drunkenly stumbled down through the night looking for "Manfields" street so we could go to the taco shop. We passed a girl, hand propped against a minivan, wobbling as attempted to reintroduce her shoe to her foot. I was immediately concerned as I didn't see any of her friends. I wanted to stop to help her but the others just trotted along without missing a step past her as we headed to the taco shop. I glanced back then followed suit. At the taco shop, in front of us in line wa...
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