paint fight and fine art festival!

i was very happy and very surprised to place first in the fine arts festival this past weekend. after talking to the students in ireland i thought i might share the winning shot. this is my friend bay on top of the parking deck in greensboro.

this is the shot that got me an honorable mention.

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war.
acrylic on board.

i took jonathan's advice.

i do admit i like bright colors and little monsters.

this is an attempt at something different.

i challenged myself.

it was a fun challege though.

picked out a pallete of red, orange, browns, blacks and a little white in the mix.

no bright colors.

and i went for my views on the war.

just an experiment

and this is what came of it.

a toast to bad taste.

acrylic on board.

expressions on their faces-just reactions to the situation.resist the machines as long as time allows you to breathe just like the Lion and the Lamb-yea, but only in real life you won't see the lifes that embrace polluting the same space we're bred to kill but i can't speak for myself just like the blind leading the blind-yea, but only in real life you can't see the lives that we lead when you've lost your will to breathe we're bred to kill but i can't speak for myself the machine sucks you in and spits you out but i can't speak for myself force fed my own blood,i'll drink to bad taste a toast to bad taste. You see it's coming but you can't look past it You know it's useless but you keep on asking So take the time and take the life I've been given I need a different rythmn We all Belong down here I get this feeling I have lost all feeling Sneaky suspicion that you're very cunning Add up these bodies you got nothing to show for an insatiable hunger We all Belong down here It all happened so fast but nothing ever came of it, Soon enough you've forgotten I couldn't wait to bury this When I was just a bag of bones,I ran away from home Uh oh, I've got no where to go and as we slowly stroll along sacred alleys of the charmed Uh oh, I think we've gone too far It all happened so fast, but nothing ever came of it, soon enough you've forgotten I couldn't wait to bury this. We all belong down here we all belong down here. we, we all belong.

paint.

a couple
acrylic on poster board

pottery studio inspiration

this painting was inspired just by sitting in the pottery studio and watching all the little old ladies work. i wanted to do something that represented our art program and what it looked like to me.
it has lots of random things on it, stuff from both the art studio and pottery studio. the canvas is actually cardboard cut and glued back together from the pottery studio, broken pottery pieces and glaze beads and cones are attatched. random things from the floor in the art studio, a key ring, penny, and bolt. also there are faces within, little portraits of people i see everyday. i will get some more close ups soon.

i did this watching the movie stay at like 2 in the morning hanging out with some good friends. just random nonsense. but i like it. its acrylic paint. fruit monstaaaas.



i did this listening to one song a piece.

when the song changed

i would get a new sheet.

just kidding

here are a series of self portraits i have taken gradually.
i can't find people who like portraits taken.
when i take them i just try to capture how i might be feeling that day.
just try to capture what it is to be me in that moment.

all photos by me.
taken with my kodak darling.
in various hideaways.






greene street parking deck in greensboro
reflection of me
reflection from inside the building
and the street below.
not edited except for playing with the contrast a bit.



sometimes it snows
audrey hepburn esque?


we had said something about tattoos and putting pictures of them up.
so here they are.
this one i wanted for a while, it is a little monster from my friend marshall's design company.
i wanted it to look like a kid drew it.


and 2cnd tattoo.
its a song my friend brooks wrote called fire away.
it was like he had reached into my head and wrote a song about it.

movement
happy


complacent day.

i have found the only things that chill me out
are
dance
my camera
a paint brush
and music