Tag Archives: Mixed Media on Wood

HiGH aBoVe

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NEW HEIGHTS

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

When I first came up with the idea to climb this tree I was like oh sure, I can do that. Then I started. The beginning was easy. There were plenty of branches to grab onto and move up on. As I got further along it felt really good. So I climbed and climbed and climbed. I got passed the mid-section of the tree. Now I’m just beyond halfway and the top seems like a reality, but man this tree is big!  I know that if I keep climbing I’ll get there. I just can’t wait to be looking down at all the branches that helped get me to the top…

GeT CeNTeReD

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FROM WITHIN

36″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

I think people are turning inward more now cause the world’s got in such a weird, crazy state. I think its making people think more about their life and what it is really that they are doing. And how do we interact with a world that’s going crazy? It’s a very important time.  ~Dave Davies
Standing on soil feels so much different than standing on city pavement; it lets you look inward and reflect and see who you really are, while you see a beautiful, unspoiled land as far as the eye can see. It allows your inner life to grow.  ~Ricardo Montalban

FRoM aL To RaSTa

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RASQUARE DRIPS

18″ x 24″ x 2″ Mixed Media on Wood

This is the nick-nack holder I bought at the Mansfield Flea Market.  The one that I used to help make Rasta Marbled.  It was just this old looking thing that someone was trying to get rid of.  Al, the guy I bought it from, was a very cool & laid back person.  He was having a good time selling goods and chatting people up.  He gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse and now his old nick-nack holder has a new image.  Thanks Al!

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

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

LeGeND HaS iT

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O GALO de BARCELOS  (SOLD)

24″ x 48″  Mixed Media on Wood

 

 

Barcelos is a town in Portugal. The town’s famous symbol is a rooster, in Portuguese called o galo de Barcelos (“the Rooster of Barcelos“). There is a legend associated with this rooster. One of the many versions of this legend goes that a rich man threw a big party. When the party was over, the rich man noticed that his sterling cutlery was stolen by a guest. He accused a pilgrim and let him go to court. He protested his innocence, but the judge didn’t believe him. The judge was about to eat a roasted rooster when the pilgrim said: “If I am innocent, this rooster will crow three times.” When the pilgrim was about to be lynched, the rooster crowed. The judge released the pilgrim. The story ends a few years later when the pilgrim returned and made a statue of the event. Now the rooster can be found in just about every home where you’ll find a Portuguese person.

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?

aND We DaNCeD

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TINY DANCER

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

I am not, I am not going to stand on the wall.  I will dance, I will dance, I will break that a** off.  And I see you in the corner, corner looking so small.  Doing the robot like if I die tonight at least I went hard.  I will not, I will not give a damn who watches me.  I will live, I will live liberate the fox in me.  I will be the disco-ball, freak and give my all.  And we danced, and we cried.  And we laughed and had a really, really, really good time.  Take my hand, let’s have a blast.  And remember this moment for the rest of our lives.  ~ Macklemore

 

THRouGH THe CouRTYaRD

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GOING STREAKING

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

We’re going streaking!  Sorry, sorry, we’re goin’ streaking through the quad and then to the gymnasium.  Come on everybody!  Come on! Snoop!  Snoop-a-loop! Snoop…uh, no, it’s cool!  It’s cool!  I’m cool, bring your green hat.  Let’s go!  Come on everybody we’re goin!  – Frank the Tank

 

NoT a FLoWeR

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WEEDS

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

You get in the way.  They call you ugly.  You ruin things.  They don’t give you a chance.  You don’t belong here.  They rip out your being.  Be strong.  Stand tall.  Hold on.  You are here for a reason.  They don’t see it, but you know it and that’s all that matters.

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

WHeRe You GoIN’

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PATTERNS WILL RUN

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

This painting started out in typical mijumi fashion.  Circle, circle, dot, dot and a few splashes here and there.  But I didn’t like the end result.  I took a thin piece of wood and dragged it across the painting while it was still wet.  Then added in some more circles and lines.  Sometimes you have to change what you’ve made to make something better.

HaVe Ya SeeN Mi

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SHOE BOX DESTROYED

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

Flip-flops.  Boi have ya seen mi flip-flops?  Da ones dat came in dis shoe box?  Da box dat mi rip de top off.  Cuz de top, I mek it pop-off.  When I tek off and start upon mi walk.  Down to de beach and den I stop.  Chat up mi friend ’bout wot gonna blast off.  Tonite is de nite of de jump-off.  Where ya see dat gal who ’bout to pop-off.  She get close up and no goin’ to back off.  So ya go to de place te get ya rock off.  And next ting ya know she dun tek off.  And ya stuck all alone wit’ no flip-flops… wit’ no flip-flops… wit’ no flip-flops…