BoW ouT


12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

This is the 365th day of the year. This is the 365th piece of art I have posted. This is the 365th time I will write…

There have been ups and downs during this project just as in life. I’ve made things I love and others that might go into the fire pit. I’ve succeeded in my goal to create and post a piece of art everyday for one year. I have failed to raise all the money for a future art student. I still hope to donate most of the work throughout the course of next year. I will meet these goals in 2013.

I’m not sure what this project means in the grand scheme of things. There will not be a movie made about this like that lady from Julie & Julia. Nothing will be hanging in the Museum of Modern Art in New York. This project will not be in any art history books. It will be a quiet accomplishment that most of the world will not ever find out about. And that… is okay. I didn’t do this for fame or recognition. I did this because I had to. All of these ideas were in my head and they needed to come out, just like when I was a little kid drawing at the dining room table. So I guess it just means what it always has… I am an artist. I am thankful for it.

Thank you… to everyone that has been a part of this small journey. To the fans that have liked, pinned and followed. To the new collectors that have purchased. To the Enfield Mall, Imagine Main Street in Manchester, Katrin of Dali Mamma Cafe and Annie of A Salon for letting me share your space. To everyone that donated supplies, passed along ideas and gave compliments. For the love and support. To my family and friends. To Nicole and Ozlyn. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

and now I bow out, but not for long…



12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond


This is not over. It is the end of a period of time. A time where young artists must die to become immortalized. A time where the fight between good and evil still lingers. Where motive-less killers prey on innocent minds to become a part of history. I’d much rather die having made 365 pieces of art with no recognition. I’d rather put Jimi Hendrix’s eyes over Charles Manson’s face and make him look a whole lot more friendly. Because I… still believe in good. Let love rule and there will be no more violence. Every end is a new beginning. Reasons unseen will come to light in future days. We are all creatures of love. WE ARE ALL CREATURES OF LOVE, but if we cannot find love in our own worlds… we go mad. I think I went a little mad this year. But not due to lack of love. Mad in a good way. People need to find their outlets in the world. I found my outlet at a very young age. It is amazing what can happen if you give a kid a box of crayons, a piece of paper and positive words. Stay positive, be good and try to see the goodness in others. We all have something inside to share. Find your outlet and let the electricity flow.








24″ x 36″ Mixed Media on Metal


End of the day, end of the month, end of the year, end of this project. End… of this project. This is all starting to seem very unreal. Like I’m in this long running dream that won’t… end. But everything comes to an end and in the end, the end is the opportunity to start something new. Something new… that will eventually… end.

My NaMe iS


12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

My name is Ozlyn Rayne. You can call me Oz, Ozzie, Ozer, Z, Little Monkey, Peanut, Sweets, Beautiful or just Ozlyn is fine too. I am a cultural revolutionary, even though I have no idea what that means. I will travel to far away lands and help people in need, once I am able to walk. I will show the world my talents,when I figure out what they are. I will be spontaneous, even though my parents might be hesitant. I will be open minded. I will be understanding, honest and loyal. I will not pass judgement on others and treat people with respect. I will be great. I know this, because my parents told me so.



Mixed Media on Plaster Sculpture

Wrapped up in fluid, flesh and skin… you grew. Tracking your size… a pea, a plum, a fist, a football. I’ll never forget the day that present was opened. The cry of life you shouted into the world. The doctor… Oh my God she has a lot of hair! The tears running down your mother’s cheeks. The experience of love at first site. I didn’t know that was real. The feeling of shedding all selfishness from my being. The knowledge of danger… the day I walked out of the hospital I realized how scary the world we live in is. I realized how precious life really is. Yes, anyone can create life, but there is no doubt it is a miracle… every… single… time. If you don’t believe in a higher power after seeing your child for the first time… you should get your soul checked. She is life. She is beauty. She is love. You are love little girl. You are love. You… are love.

LiFe aT HoMe



12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

Watching you relaxing is so taxing on my heart. Every breath, every move, every sound… no don’t start… to cry. Watching you eating is being able to see nature up close and personal. You were in a body growing. You were delivered from that body. Now you are using that body for food. Amazing! Watching you sleeping is the most peaceful thing I’ve ever witnessed on Earth. You are so content. You smile… once in a while. What are you dreaming about? Maybe relaxing and eating… and more sleeping?



18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Wood

Put on your happy face and appreciate what you’ve got this holiday season. There are people depending on you to be their rock. There are people who are much less fortunate than you. People who need help. People who are down on their luck. Volunteer, give to charity, be patient and show some respect for your brothers and sisters. We are all one family. Just face it, we are all part of this household… Earth. Lets work together to make it a better place.








16″ x 20″ Markers & Paint Pens on Mirror


This piece of art will change throughout time because you have been a part of it. It will change when you move and when it is moved. It is timeless and will be historic. Just walk by it and see for yourself. Stop and look into it. Don’t blink or you will miss it.




8.5″ x 11″ Mixed Media on Notebook Paper


Last month, last weeks, last days, last call for inspiration. Last time I watched your bio I found more direction. Your directions have lasted longer than your life, but your life will last longer than time. This time your inspiration has brought me to make a portrait of you… in your dedication. Feeling your vibrations through ink and paint. Feeling your inspiration through days and time… I wait… for more.

You PiCKeD uS


13″ x 17″ Mixed Media on Cardboard


I can tell by the way you study our faces that you are making sure we are the two people you picked out to be your parents. I can tell by the way your eyes lock into mine when you find them that you know we will do a good job raising you. Even though you’ve only opened them for short periods of time I can sense the seriousness of your decision through them.You look right into my soul like you know who I am. Like you’ve known me for a long time. We have only know you in this world for days, but can feel the love of lifetimes in your being. We are so happy to be your parents.



Mixed Media on Styrofoam

Say so long there are only days to go. Winding time down like time is in slow-mo. Take a knife to my work and slit her throat. Gasping for air as she crawls to the door. Bleeding out paint all over the floor. Look into her eyes and I can see the past year stare back at me screaming don’t let this end. Look at yourself, look at what you are doing, look at where you have been. Don’t close those pads, don’t drop those pens. Leave those paint cans open, splatter those canvases again. Who are you to let this come to an end? You got us into this mess day after day. This is how we will be repaid? By killing the lifeline that brought you three-sixty-five. Turn your back on us and you are the one who will die…




16″ x 20″ Mixed Media on Canvas

Yes, the title of this painting is Untitled. I feel entitled to title this painting Untitled. Many artists have paintings titled Untitled, so I figured I should title one Untitled so that I have an untitled painting in my project. Also, I am at a loss of words today. My thoughts are all for Ozlyn and Nicole. I have no words to describe this. There is no title I could give to these feelings. I’m just… happy.

a ReVoLuTioN


12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

How can someone so little be the biggest revolution in my world? You are the most beautiful creation I have ever seen. This painting is what I’ve been feeling inside all day long. I feel like I have witnessed perfection. I feel like you are the only thing that will ever matter. I feel like my mouth has been hanging open all day in awe of you. Like my eyes have never been opened wider so that I can take you in. I am so happy you are here. I am so proud to be your father. You are more than I could have ever imagined.



12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond


December’s cold always gets so old so fast. Chilling my bones to feel like breaking. Shutting me down, mentally aching. Not sure how much more of the taking I can be taking. Winter is here and ready to rip life from the landscape that flakes will cover. Burying beauty of color behind skeletons. I will not die this time. I will find joy in December’s future. See more color than winter has ever known. She is here. She will stab winter right in the heart making all of the pain, the cold, the misery, the dead go away. She will be the fire that melts away the ice. She will be my winter kryptonite. She will be my December sun. She is here. She is the one. Thank you beautiful…

THe eVe oF You



12″ x 14″ Mixed Media on Canvas


Months and weeks, days and hours of anticipation, anxiety and nervousness are about to explode into the air and vanish from existence by the power of your… existence. When you grace us with your presence in our presence it will be the most unprecedented present we will ever be presented. Countless breathes inhaled and forgotten to be let go of will be… let go of, ahhh. Countless thoughts of our perception of your perfections will be realized in our real eyes by your… perfection. Our recreation to recreate “us” will be the creation that is… you. You have made our hearts flutter with the flutter of your heart. The flutter of your breaths, kicks and squirms. And when you arrive and your fluttering heart starts its beat for the world.  We will be proud… so proud to say… that you are our… baby girl. You will be loved. You will be so loved :)