LoST My MaRBLeS

RASTA MARBLED

24″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Board

 

I didn’t think this was going to come out the way it did.  I bought this nick-nack holder with a bunch of slots at the Mansfield Flea Market.  When I got home I filled up each slot with paint and was going to let it dry and leave it that way, but I didn’t.  I grabbed a 24×24 board and put it on the ground.  Then I took the holder with paint and did the only thing that made sense… I flipped it over on to the board.  Rasta Marbled was born.

PieCeS oF WHaT

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

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

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

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

LeGeND HaS iT

 

 

 

 

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.

So SPeCiaL

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

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

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

 

oNe HeaRT

 

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!

MaRCHiNG oN

RED T PEOPLE

14″ x 20″ Mixed Media on Fabric

 

 

This piece is from my original “smock” that I began painting in for the year-long project.  I was going to toss is, but saw something in it that I thought was cool.  People marching.  I don’t know what they are marching for or where they are going.  Are they freedom fighters or revolutionaries?  Maybe it’s an exercise class?  I don’t know, but I know they are there and have had my back all along as this thing has gathered steam and rolls on.

Moo

PLAID COW

16″ x 20″ Mixed Media on Canvas

 

 

We were driving cross-country and were in the middle of no where and saw it.  There it was standing in a field all alone and away from the others.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  There is no way this is real.  How the… what the…  Have you ever heard of this before?  No!  One of us googled it, plaid cow, but there was nothing.  There was nothing online about it, there was nobody around to ask.  There was just the strange cow all alone in the field.

eVeRYoNe SeeS iT

RADIATING BEAUTY  (SOLD)

12″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Omega Bond

 

 

When I see you the world stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There’s nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The world just stops and it is a beautiful place and there is only you. Just you, and my eyes staring at you.  James Frey,  A Million Little Pieces

eDDie WouLD Go

EDDIE AIKAU

24″ x 36″ Mixed Media Metal

Eddie Aikau (May 4, 1946-March 17, 1978)

There are surf stars and there are surf stars. Some become great. A few become heroes. Most fade into obscurity. Every now and then, a surfer comes along who transcends the desires, dreams and expectations of others. And his very life becomes a myth. Eddie Aikau is one. Perhaps because he embodies the twin themes — the stoke and the tragedy — of Hawaiians, the people who gave surfing to the world and took so little in return.   click for more…

THeRe WaS NoTHiNG

IN THE BEGINNING

18″ x 24″ Mixed Media on Paper

 

 

What was it like before highways?  Before drive through food lines?  Before money?  How did we go from living off the land to living on the couch?  Where are all of our gardens?  Our outdoor fun?  Why are some people’s phones more important than their personalities?  Where are we headed?  Is it the right direction?  What was the world like in the beginning?  What were we before all of this?