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How did the night go?

I was fairly cold this evening. Cold. Until pushed to express once again that my actions don't stem from some kind of hatred. I am told over and over again that my body language makes people who are close to me feel that I hate them when I don't show emotion. i mean, fuck.. I am severing limbs from arteries who never even saw a bruise, who always believed I would be as soft and generous as I was, without.... a trade. And here we are at the market on the darkest and most brilliant of days, as I approach the merchant with my wad of an exterior life's work just looking to unload it all and walk away with my freedom... and the wings fill with tears. That has always been difficult to deal with. Throughout my life, I generally don't convey or exude much emotion other than those slight or exaggerated expressions that are created and expressed to give someone else ease. I do appear to be hyper animated, because i AM hyper animated. I meant every last thought I ever shared, but this does not mean that you will like me tomorrow.

WWB

The original painting below was done and completed about 13 years ago. The alteration was done in the past 24 hours.

More than one monkey

My camera skills suck ass, so I have posted a light and dark version of the painting to help you make out details without the glare.

Also note the addition of other rocket ships as well as a flaming Earth.

SG commission... the monkey is back

SG commission... the monkey is gone.

SG commission

I enjoyed practically no sleep last night and then I went to the dentist. They injected me about 2000 times on the left side of my mouth. I went to the groecery store after that. An elderly man was sacking my groceries and he walked with me to my car. I tried to make small talk with him. He was hearing impaired and was trying to read my lips. My Sly Stallone half dead and hanging lips on the left side.... I must have repeated the word "pistol" to him 3000 times....

Here is what happened to the moneky/rocket/sweets commission last night. Alot of work is still needed. I am still not satisfied with the direction the monkey's facial expression is going. I just need to keep working on it.

Buyer, if you have any requests or issues with any elements of this piece, please feel free to speak up. I can likely only fit in another 10 hours on it at the most before delivering it.

Long time no seek.

So I am in Wichita right now with my daughter. She sat on Satan's lap at the mall yesterday.

I worked some on the monkey painting last night. See it below.




When I first went to Alaska, I left a shitload of artwork with my parents. I didn't really store it properly. It was in their garage and rats ate my stuff up. There were two paintings salvaged from this time period. I wish I had all of that artwork, but it was an important stage for me as far as the development of my style. I do have pictures of much of the work that was lost. Anyways, the two painting below are the only two that were spared from the rats.

They are larger than I remember them. "Whites Will Bleed" is 5 feet wide.
"Knife and Cuddle" is 5 feet tall.

Here they are.


"WHITES WILL BLEED"
















"KNIFE AND CUDDLE"