Category Archives: Aerosol

Mee•Joo•Mee

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JUST mijumi

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

When I fall down, I need a helping hand. And when I lose my head, it’s cause it’s always buried in the sand. When I get stuck on myself, feelin’ sorry for myself. Will you help me grab a hold and please don’t patronize my soul. When I start to lose control, when I get irrational, when I start to get too high, you see me come floating by, I say… Touch me in the morning sun, when I feel impossible. Touch me in the morning sun, show me what is possible. Touch me in the morning sun when I feel impossible, show me what is possible.  ~Michael Franti

DReaMiN DeeP

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MAGENTA DREAMS  (SOLD)

18″ x 18″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

What do artists dream of,  when they take a little artist snooze? Do they dream of paint on canvas, or Jackson Pollock drinkin’ booze?. Don’t you worry your crazy haired head, we’re gonna get you back to creatin’ in your cozy studio shed. And then we’re gonna find our new canvas and then we’re gonna paint them and make a mess. Art, Art, Oh, Art Artie Artie Art Art. But if you sleep through alarm clock speakers, well then we’re s**t out of luck.  ~my take on Stu’s Song

FRoM oNe DRop

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LOVE GROWS  (SOLD)

24″ x 36″ Mixed on Wood

 

We couldn’t tell the precise moment when our love was formed. Seeds had been planted a long time ago. Rain came to water them every day. Drop by drop by drop. Sun shined down to give it strength. Making the roots burst through our souls and reach out intertwining to form a love so strong. A love that will spread new seeds to grow. A love that will last. A love that I love. Drip-drop, drip-drop, drip…

PieCeS oF WHaT

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11 VERTICALS

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

When the world has turned     Paralyzed and wrong     Cold-blooded claws never offer     Anything at all     Past the point of love     Shattered and untied     Waiting to pick up the pieces     That make it out alright     But pieces of what?    Pieces of what     Pieces of what doesn’t matter anymore     Moonlight on my floor     Shining through the roof     They got the city surrounded     As if I needed proof I forgot my fear…  Feel it’s on the rise…  Buried by all of the pieces…  Falling from the sky      But pieces of what?    Pieces of what     Pieces of what doesn’t matter anymore     ~MGMT

My SWeeT SiSTiNe

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ON the CEILING

36″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Board

Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni had his vision of what to paint on the ceiling and Michael Justino Michaud would have gone a slightly different route.  I would have started out in the middle and worked my way out, like this.  Here is the beginning and center of my chapel.  I’m sure Michelangelo and I could have worked out something if we could have collaborated on this.

i MaKe STuFF

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JUST AN ARTIST

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

I am not the best artist of this generation.  I am not the worst artist of this generation.  I am just an artist that is part of this generation.  I am just an artist that makes what he feels at that point in time.  I am not the one who will be the judge of my work.  People will say they like my work.  People will say they hate my work.  Either way it doesn’t matter in the end.  What will matter is that I did something true to my heart & soul.  What will matter is that I did something that made me happy.  What will matter is that I tried, I gave my mind & time to something I love.  I gave my heart & soul, my mind & time, my love… I was here & I did something with my life…  ~mijumi

PLuGGeD iN

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UNIVERSAL CONNECTION  (SOLD)

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Canvas

 

Do you think we’re the only ones out here?  Is there life out in this universe other than on Earth?  Are the Mayans right?  Who will save us?  Is there a parallel universe where anything you dream can happen?  Would you want to go there?  If you could meet the you from another planet would you want to?  What if you didn’t like the you you met?  Do you think heaven is real?  Is it out there in the space?  Do you think we get to come back?  Would you do it over the same way?  Do you like the you that you have become?

MaRLeY MoNDaY

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WORDS FROM THE PROPHET

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Canvas

If me want, me no really crave. Can’t want. Because where me grow, me know everything you could want. Stones was my toys and trees and bush and flowers. They were my toys. So I don’t grow up and want things. Is millions of stones used to be around me, and me used to go play amongst the flowers and them, and play as a little youth; and so me grow up loving the hills more than the things of want. Because want is just the things you want that people make; so I really want nothing.  ~Bob Marley

So SPeCiaL

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BLUE LIGHT SPECIAL

24″ x 36″ Aerosol on Paper

 

Forty day tear. Got road-wear. No-doz braking. Breaking, breaker. Caffeine shakes. Can’t feel my legs. Three quarters dead. Motel ahead. Just give me a table and a single shed. Just give me cable and a single bed. Have a ray gun. Sleep tight son. Desk man’s got a face, like Norman  Bates. Don’t let it outta the box!. Yeah the blue light is good. Yeah the blue light is great. Gotta pile it on, your Blue Light Special plate. If you shovel it in, they can vacuum you out. Gonna take you on a junket. That you never dreamed  about.  ~Bottle Rocket

QueSTioNS

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ONE QUESTION LEFT

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

What if I…?  How could she…?  Maybe I should have…?  Why don’t we…?  Don’t fret.  Don’t let… all of these questions that get.  Stuck in your head for days and days.  Eat away at your mind in so many different ways.  How can your thoughts become your own worst enemy?  Where do we go when it’s all over?  How do I get back to the sea?  How will this all turn out?  Who am I supposed to be?  All of these questions keep comin’ back around.  All of these questions can bring me to the ground.  Why?

oNe HeaRT

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ONE LOVE  (SOLD)

16″ x 20″ Mixed Media on Canvas

Thanks again to everyone for being a part of this project.  I appreciate all the love and good vibes that have come along since it started.  Here is the first piece for the start of another fast six months to come.  One love, one heart… Let’s get together and feel all right… Enjoy!

oDe To THe SToRM

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RED EYE

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

It is not known exactly what causes the Great Red Spot’s reddish color. Theories supported by laboratory experiments suppose that the color may be caused by complex organic molecules, red phosphorus, or yet another sulfur compound. The Great Red Spot (GRS) varies greatly in hue, from almost brick-red to pale salmon, or even white. The reddest central region is slightly warmer than the surroundings, which is the first evidence that the Spot’s color is affected by environmental factors.  The spot occasionally disappears from the visible spectrum, becoming evident only through the Red Spot Hollow, which is its niche in the South Equatorial Belt. The visibility of GRS is apparently coupled to the appearance of the SEB; when the belt is bright white, the spot tends to be dark, and when it is dark, the spot is usually light.  ~Jupiter

Do You See C u

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C U IN THE STORM 

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

For some reason some of my paintings remind me of storms.  Snow storms or rain storms either gently falling flakes or with drops fiercely exploding.  I liked the colors in the Radiating Beauty painting and got pretty good feed back so, I wanted to try something different with similar colors.  I used some half circle tubes in this one.  That’s where the C and U come from.  The storm is coming…

i LoVe THe 80’s

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INTO THE 80’s

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

Gremlins, Goonies & Ghostbusters.  Growing Pains, Punky Brewster & Voltron.  Hammer Pants, tight rolled jeans & Jams shorts.  Samba Classics, white high-top sneakers & Patrick Ewings.  Getting a flat-top with a fade, lines on the sides & shaving the Nike flight symbol into the back of my head.  Those were the 80’s for me.  What were yours…?

THe eFFeCT

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THE RIPPLE

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on PVC

 

L’effet d’ondulation est un terme qui est utilisé décrire une situation où, comme les ondulations jamais grandissantes à travers l’eau quand un objet est tombé dans lui, un effet d’un état initial peut être suivi en dehors cumulatifement.  I thought that this looked nicer in French.  Here is the translation.