Monday, December 29, 2008
here is the counterpart to the other ass-themed work
another ass; another angle. O.n..ly it's my ass both times. I am my own favorite female model. Davey is my favorite male model. That's not favoritism, only facts.
I don't mind what "i" look like any more. I'ts all about the painting. no offense, Ori, but, I wanted you to look HUSKY!
for now, I feel the partially insane/asinine part of living as an ARTIST. God damn fuck! I'm happy and confident and retarded. there are beauties and grotesqueries out there and in my mirrors at home. I will paint it all for you out of L-U-V (you best believe)
Monday, December 15, 2008
David Hurles is in a nursing home right now and is suicidal. Dave, Dian and I desperately want him to be strong and be wonderful. Because hi certainly is. We want him back when he is well, so we can party with him. Maybe a little hustler too.
I painted this large canvas to cheer him up and get him inspired to come find all the dangerous and delicious men, when he decides to take back his title, The Prince of Hollywood.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
here is what I have in the Prop 8 exhibition at Antebellum Gallery
it went through a lot of changes
for the painting, I was inspired by all the confusion that the pro-Prop 8 commercials tried to cause
how absurd that this awful law was twisted into some campaign about children being taught how to be gay, which is fine with me anyway
all of the colors I used kind of represent the distraction from the fact that this is about Civil Rights.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I've exposed myself a lot. to the point of non reaction. gratefully.
drawing my friends gives me a reason to reconnect
maybe that is the deeper meaning. at least half of it.
when I just can't get it right with drawing, I feel like a frustrated third grader who simply cannot figure out the correct answer to a multiplication table.
but instead of a wrong answer, I just end up with a distorted perspective. then I end up liking what I just criticized. now I'm questioning the whole idea of perfection and correction.
she opened my mind this afternoon.
I want to get deeper, to somewhere.
and it can't be forced out with a hand down my throat
it's going to take a while