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i LoVe… You

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LOVE

12″ x 12″  Mixed Media on Board

 

I love you in the morning when you wake me up so early… sun. I love you when I’m tired and the day has not begun… coffee. I love you when you’re blue and feel so far away… sky. I love you when I’m searching or seeing something new… eyes. I love you when your crazy and crashing into me… ocean. I love you when we’re dancing and moving all around… motion. I love you yesterday, now and tomorrow… life. I love you more than anything that’s ever come my way… wife. I Love… You.

oNLy THe STRoNG

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SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

11″ x 15″  Mixed Media on Watercolor Paper

 

Survival of the fittest, only the strong survive. Where will you run to to save your life? They’re coming after you there’s no where to hide. Do what you gotta do just to stay alive. Fly like a butterfly don’t get stung by the bees. Pack your power punches like Muhammad Ali. The world only dishes out as much as you can take. Gather up your strength, don’t bend don’t break. Predator vs. prey in the middle of the night. You gonna run for your life or will you stand up and fight?

 

aLWaYS WeRe

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THE SWEETEST THING

12″ x 24″  Mixed Media on Wood

Standing quiet in nightmares haunting without sound. Words fall upon deaf ears, words fall to the ground… shatter. Pieces picked up, but never fit back together right. Open wounds on hearts fill buckets that get flushed down drains. Always were the sweetest thing. Sweetest thing leaves sweetest pain. Night flashes tap brain… waves. Wake up, it’s just the rain. Like tears, like puddles, like fears, like floods… evaporate with you into forever. Always were… the sweetest thing.

FaST FoRWaRD

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CASSETTES

18″ x 24″  Mixed Media on Canvas

Remember cassettes? Turn it back with a pencil and throw it in the tape deck. My first cassette was Bon Jovi, Slippery When Wet. I was wanted dead or alive and my Walkman was strapped to my side. Bel Biv Devoe up through my headphones. Poison as can be I controlled the show. Want to hear the last song on side two? Stop, eject, flip it over and let it fast forward through. Let it fast forward. Forward. Forward. Forward into CD’s and MP3’s. Your playlists come up for you to see. No rewinding, no waiting, no going back to the way it used to be. No going back to the way it used to be. No going back to…

aLL We NeeD

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INSTANTLY

8.5″ x 11″ Sharpie on Cardboard

 

All we need is love and love is all we need. Kiss me tonight like I won’t wake up from sleep. Kiss me tonight like you don’t want me to leave. Kiss me tonight like I’m never going to breathe. All we need is love and love is all we need. Walk with me forever like there’s no one on the street. Walk with me into the future like no one else exists. Walk with me forever our hands together as one fist. All we need is love and love is all we need. See me in your arms and hold me in your dreams. See me in your dreams turned to something true. See me in your forevers and I’ll do the same for you.

NeW ReaLiTy

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SAIL AWAY

11″ x 15″ Mixed Media on Canvas

 

At times my day dreams get the best of me and I drift away to this internal reality. Walking around on a tropical beach wearing shorts and a tank-top, feel the sand beneath my feet. Exploring a place that is new to me. Right turn here, left turn there, where should we stop to eat? New town, new city, new faces and people to meet. Snap a picture with new friends to save the memory. Sail away, sail away in my dreams with me. Sail away, sail away to a new reality…

CRaZy iNSiDe

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CALMADNESS

8.5″ x 11″ Sharpie on Paper

 

So calm on the outside, so crazy looking in. Her eyes are windows to the world that old souls see out of. She breathes in and heads begin to spin. She breathes out and hearts freeze. Grants you a favor she answers your cries. Wipes away fears and puts tears in your eyes. Nothing asked in return. Just be good. Just be good. Her beauty is created by your acts of kindness. She is crazy. She is calm. She is right. She is wrong. Just be good and good things will happen. Just be calm in the face of this madness. Just be calm. Just be crazy.

THiS WiLL Be My WoRLD

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WORLD OF IDEAS

12″ x 13″ Mixed Media on Canvas

 

If you want this you are going to have to take it. You cannot sit back in the shadows with your arms folded and just hope you’re going to make it. There’s a world of ideas out there waiting to be grabbed. Step out of line, get your head straight and grab your bags. Fill it up to overflow, grab the good ones and don’t let go. 50,001 thoughts every single day pass through my brain like the raindrops coming down. They bring me to my knees and have me pounding on the ground. I cannot take the voices, I can’t listen to the sounds. It’s getting closer to the end and it’s coming back around. More thoughts, more ideas, more art is flowing now. My world to create… my world for the taking. Welcome to a world of ideas… these are… the ones… I’m making.

WHaT You SaY You aRe

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YOU ARE A STAR

11″ x 15″ Marker on Watercolor Paper

Burn bright in this world, because you don’t know if there will be another one to shine in. Burn brighter than you did yesterday, because your tomorrows aren’t guaranteed. Burn brighter than you ever thought possible, because you can make the impossible… possible. Burn bight, burn bright… burn… brighter…

JuST LoSe iT

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OUT OF CONTROL

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

Some days we’re spinning, spinning… out of control. Feels like there’s no winning, winning… no letting go. Day turns to night turns to day turns to night. Go to bed, wake up again, again… get ready for the fight. Don’t want this nine to five no more, but times are getting tight. Just want to stay home and make, make… art for the rest of life. But it keeps spinning, spinning… out of control. It keeps spinning, spinning… no letting go.

SyMBoL oF THe aBSoLuTe

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OM WITH ME

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

 

“The goal which all the Vedas declare, which all austerities aim at and which men desire when they lead the life of continence… is Om. This syllable, Om, is indeed Brahman. Whosoever knows this syllable obtains all that he desires. This is the best support; this is the highest support. Whosoever knows this support is adored in the world of Brahma.”

~ Katha Upanishad I

STaY oFF THe DRuGS

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FREAKS ON ACID

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on PVC

 

Hovering mini-vans like boards in Back to the Future slide around in the snow so slippery. Patterns of X-mas tablecloths dance under dim lit dining room lighting. We have to get out of here. Vine patterned couches hold you in their grips. I think we should leave. Whose car are we in? Getting advice from one of the Wise Men at church in the middle of winter. Snow never felt so warm. Shubba-lubba-lubba. Don’t worry, the sirens weren’t for you. Shubba-lubba-lubba. Broken cigarettes in Dallas Cowboys Starter jacket pockets put back together without effort. It’s so quiet when the rest of the town is asleep. Am I asleep? Is this real? What did the Wise Man say? Shhhh…

WoRDS To LiVe By

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DON’T WORRY

24″ x 36″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

When life gets me down I put it on and play it loud… Don’t Worry.  When my niece gets nervous, to calm her down she sings your song to lose her frown… Don’t Worry.  When my brother is bummed cause the sun is not out, he puts it on and clears the clouds… Don’t Worry.  If you are feeling sad, if you’ve got the blues, just put it on and he’ll sing to you… Don’t worry, about a thing. Cause every little thing, is gonna be alright…

~ Three Little Birds, Bob Marley & The Wailers

A huge thanks goes out to Christian Gallego for letting me “steal” his idea. His Bob Marley caricature is the inspiration behind my painting.  You can see his caricature and more of his art at:  http://christiangallego.blogspot.com/p/2d-characters.html

Thank you again so much!!!

i WaNT

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ON MY LIPS

26″ x 37″ Mixed Media on Paper

 

“I want to be a lost poem in a stranger’s coat pocket, that conveys the importance of you. To assure you of my desire, to assure you of dreams. I want all the possibilities of you in writing. I want to give you your reflection, I want your eyes on me, I want to travel to the lightness with you and stay there, and I want everything before you to follow us like a trail behind me. I want never to say goodbye to you, even on the street corner or the phone. I want, I want so much… I’m breathless. I want to put my power into a poem to burn a hole in your pocket so I can sew it. I want my words to scream through you. I want the poem not to mean that much. And I want to contradict myself by accident, and for you to know what I mean. I want you to be distant and for me to feel you close, I want endless days when it’s day and nighttime never to end when it’s night. I want all the seasons in one day. I want the sun to set before us and come up in front of us. I want water up to our waists and to be drenched by the rain, up to our ankles with holes in our shoes. I want to think your thoughts because they’re mine. I want only what’s urgent with you. I want to get in the way of the barriers and I want you to be a tough guy when you’re supposed to, like you do already. And I want you to be tender, like you do already. And I want us to have met for a reason and I want that reason to be important. And I want it to be bigger than us, I want it to take over us. I want to forget. I want to remember us. And when you say you love me I don’t want to think you really mean New York City, and all the fun we have in it. And I want your smile always, and your grimaces too. I want your scar on my lips, and I want your disappointments in my heart. I want your strength in my soul and I want your soul in my eyes. I want to believe everything you say, and I do. And I want you to tell me what’s best when I don’t know. And when you’re lost I want to find you. And when you’re weary I want to give you steeples and cathedral thoughts and coliseum dreams. I want to drag you from the darkness and kneel with you exhausted with the blinding light blaring on us… and…”

~ Chelsey Walls

LoSiNG LiFe

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MUERTO

11″ x 15″ Marker on Watercolor Paper

 

They say new life makes losing life easier to understand. I like to think that new life is a continuation of a previous one. I feel like the second a person passes on that they are being born again somewhere else in the world. The white light at the end of life is the white light we see in the start of a new one. Maybe that’s why we don’t know much about dying or remember being born. Maybe that’s why we make certain connections with people. They are someone we knew before, but we just don’t know where or when we knew them. So yeah, maybe new life does make losing life easier to understand. Or maybe it just makes it even more confusing…