Tag Archives: Mixed Media

LoNG LiVe

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NESTA

8.5″ x 11″ Mixed Media on Silk Screen

 

Did you know that Bob’s middle name wasn’t Nesta?  Did you know that when he was born his father was 60 years old and his mother was only 16 years old?  Did you know that his father was a white man?  Did you know Bob died when he was 36 years old?  His last words to his oldest son David “Ziggy” Marley were “Money can’t buy life.”  Did you know that Bob’s name wasn’t Bob?  It wasn’t Robert.  It was Nesta.  Nesta Robert Marley.  If you haven’t see the new Marley movie by Kevin Macdonald it is out on DVD.  Totally worth watching for people who know nothing about Bob, casual fans and huge fans like me.  Long live Nesta!

PLaCe FRuiT HeRe

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BOWL

Sculpture

Let me introduce you to Bowl.  So, I’m over at my mom’s house about to leave and she’s like oh hey, do you want this bowl for your project?  She pulls out this bowl that I had made back in college that I never finished.  It was just this raw thing waiting for new skin.  I was like sure, I’ll take that back and make it look a little nicer.  It can be part of the project.  This is Bowl.  Say hello…

STRuCK

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ELECTRIC CITY

24″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

You could feel it as you walked through the city.  There was this sort of buzz in the air.  Everyone was talking about it in some way.  Everyone was going to be there.  The max capacity would not hold the amount of people that wanted to see his work.  Some of them would have to peek in through the windows.  There was wine and hors d’oeuvres, lots of conversation and praise.  It was electric in a way.  When the night was over every piece had been sold.  Everyone was happy.  Then… I woke up.

BaCK iN JaPaN

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KIMONO GIRLS

14″ x 28″ Vinyl on Wood

We went to a peace rally once when we were in Japan.  There were these columns set up with paper wrapped around them and markers for people to draw and write their thoughts on peace.  I snapped this picture of two ladies in kimonos at one of the drawing stations.  Now they have become part of a different movement.

 

WaSTeD iNN TRaFfiC

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BUMPER TO BUMPER

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Oak Tag

 

Ever feel like you’ll be in traffic so long you’ll end up sleeping in your car for the night? Think about this the next time you’re stuck in traffic. What a waste…

The Texas Transportation Institute estimated that, in 2000, the 75 largest metropolitan areas experienced 3.6 billion vehicle-hours of delay, resulting in 5.7 billion U.S. gallons (21.6 billion liters) in wasted fuel and $67.5 billion in lost productivity, or about 0.7% of the nation’s GDP. It also estimated that the annual cost of congestion for each driver was approximately $1,000 in very large cities and $200 in small cities. Traffic congestion is increasing in major cities and delays are becoming more frequent in smaller cities and rural areas.

By late 2010, the five cities in the United States with the worst rush hour traffic congestion were New York City, Washington, D.C., San Francisco, Seattle and Los Angeles  ~New York Times. 2010-11-24

No WaLL FLoWeR

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PRETTY GIRL  (SOLD)

18″ x 18″ Mixed Media on Wood

“We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.”   ~ Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

FoR MoRe THaN DRiNKiNG

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SIP OF NAILS

8.5″ x 12″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

Sometimes when you go to Ikea you buy furniture or decorations.  Maybe something functional for the kitchen or office is what you need.  I needed none of the above.  I was actually there and didn’t need anything, but it’s Ikea and you don’t leave there empty handed.  I bought 400 straws and made this.  I still have more straws left over as you can see.  So, maybe another straw piece is looming in the future.

FRoM My MiND FRoM My BoDy

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FROM MY SOUL

36″ x 48″ Mixed Media on Wood

 

The voices in my head are shadows, shadows. She comes to me, to tell me what they’re after. Says it ain’t the end boy but you best be careful, careful. Might catch your tail end in a circle, circle. The ocean how she moves in ripples, ripples. In flashing lights I swear she wore old film then the color bleeds and she becomes an angel, angel, hmmm. Calls out to me like a siren to a scoundrel. And I say come on child, and I say come on child.
The blanket where she hides my virgin lights look to the sea where the cotton hits the turnpike. Staring at your knees but I don’t have the words right, words right now. If up to me my maker turned right, turned right. Lost another one but she still smiles, smiles. Black lava rocks and instead she sees for miles says she wants, oh wants to.
Stay a child, child right now. And wonders why we ever ever have to die. And I say come on child and I say come on child. Just a touch I’m gonna carry, carry. Another time where I probably shared the same life. The accent of a kiss whispers we’re married, married now. It’s either love or just the sun in my eyes and I say come on child. And I say come on child. Love love love love love…
~ Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros CHILD

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…

THiS ReMiNDS Me oF

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MAKE THE CONNECTION

10″ x 10″ Mixed Media on Paper

 

This one started with a spray painted background on paper.  Then I took these color samples (for matte board) and stuck them down onto the page.  Next, I sat in the living room drawing, writing and watching TV with my wife, my brother Matt & our friend Joe.  While we were hanging out I would ask what is the first thing that comes to mind when I say light blue?  What is the first thing that comes to mind when I say toaster? And so on and so on until I thought it was finished.  This is a mash up of their trains of thought.  Do you follow them or do you think of something else?

ToGeTHeR aS oNe

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BLEED FOR YOU (GIFTED)

8″ x 10″ Mixed Media on Board

 

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”  ~Bob Marley

iT’S NeVeR DoNe

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JAH WORK

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Board

Tell me do you really know your brother man? Cause a heart speaks louder than a color can and why would you even shake a man’s hand if you’re not going to help him stand?
Jah work… Jah work… Jah work is never done…
Every man’s actions belong to he. If prepared for thereafter to each his destiny. Some people believe and some people know. Some people deceive and some people show.
Jah work… Jah work… Jah work is never done…
You must do the heaviest, so many shall do none. You have got to stand firm, so many shall run. Some they rest their head at night, some get no sleep at all. If you listen close to what you see you will hear the call.

Jah work… Jah work… Jah work is never done…  ~Ben Harper

No FooD iN BeD

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BURNT TOAST IN BED

10″ x 10″ Mixed Media on Paper

 

Our friend Joe was back home from London, England for a bit and came over to visit.  I was working on the project as usual and thought I’d get him in on it.  I did a little version of the Rorschach test on him, but only for this one image.  “What’s the first thing that comes to mind when you look at this?”  Burnt Toast in Bed was born.  Do you see what Joe sees or is there some other image in your mind?

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!