plantic and wingish scenery

My drawings begin with one layer, one color, one saturated ink line or blur.Watching layers grow, blocking out and rooting areas, seeing what comes out, how pieces fit together. Designing in marker and pencil form, a flat deep imaginary world.Images stem from the things that keep me alive. Things that I might be lacking in my life, I substitute on paper. Living in gardens, a telepathic world, the equality of all things, stability and magic.

Living in a city, the lack of nature has me obsessively interpreting the science and spirituality within it.
Reactions of the body, the nervous wonder of what radiation can do, what destruction and culture are made out of. Constant growth and connection. Every molecule. Energy we cannot see with our eyes. Colors and vibrations. Animal folk which act as saviors. The invisible presence of guardian angels and furious motion of a hand. Exaggeration of pills and the numbing effect of modern objects. Symbols of memory, brainwork and the blank moments of the body.

It is all tied up in ink, drawn and displaced, layer upon layer. It is an obsessive process, gallons of caffeine and internet static. Cats on paper. Breathing chlorophyll. Bruised knees. 600 markers +. I like the portability. The oversized plastic storage bags of colors always with me. This is where I throw my nerves. Escapist design and scenery.

plantic and wingish scenery

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Friday, November 27, 2009

Thursday, November 26, 2009

wild maniacs

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Friday, November 20, 2009

buddha owl i want to hug

Thursday, November 19, 2009

it's a black cat kind of day

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

babi bird around my neck seems essential to me right now

yeah i'm obsessed too

been raining the past couple days and the next to come. i have pickled brussel sprouts, new hunter boots and new pens to survive it

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