Still a work in progress
Seahorses mate for life. Ok maybe not all seahorses, but they dance and that is cute!
The piece is about people who draw strength from hurting other people, the concept of fueling life force with poison is the inspiration.
The burden of clairvoyancy and knowing friend's heartache becomes overwhelming.
The experience of living somewhere perfect, and the strangeness that accompanies a lack of flaws.
Sometimes it is hard to see where help is, because of an uninviting exterior. This piece is about finding comfort in unexpected forms.
So much hair, so many options! This lady has a new 'do, and is feeling great.
Raaaaaaaaawrrrrrr!!!! Raaaaaaaaawrrrrrr!!!! Raaaaaaaaawrrrrrr!!!!
Lost in thought, remembering mistakes and looking for missed opportunities.
Mischievous octopuses keep showing in places where they shouldn't be.
Snapshot of a raucous, tattooed lady with a love of wandering.
Having spent long periods of time in places of seasonal darkness, and places with 300 days of sunshine caused palpable changes. Skin, hair, habits emotions all dictated in large part by surroundings.
Desire to Adapt: I love the change. Change in environment. Change in appearance. Change! It occurred to me that I'm a change fanatic, I'll move states on a whim. Shave my head because I never have. I made this piece representing a constant need to adapt to new situations.
"5 Stars for Being So Fucking Bashful" Usually the reward for not speaking your mind is not as great as imagined.
Shortly after my father passed away I was riding on NJTransit into NY. I remembered a story he had told me about taking the NJ transit into NY . How he loved the city , the people, the subways and trains. How he loved the view from trains. As I stared out the window I never felt as connected to my father as I did then. Places, life, love, and stories connect us.
A note I found in my pocket
I like the idea of declarations. While walking in Denver's Rhino district, I thought of declarations people make. I will never smoke again. I wil exercise everyday. I will no longer procrastinate. Then I thought of unattainable promises people make. Is it possible to always win? I wrote down on a post-it note From Now On I Always WIn. A fun thought, but how hard would that be to maintain. For this character I created winning meant everything. "From Now On I Always Win"
"Gently Falling Away" On a spring day I fell asleep in the afternoon on a chaise lounge I'd bought in college. This was the true destiny I'd imagined for the chaise lounge when I purchased it. How sad to waste the time asleep but how wonderful it was to succumb to rest.
An ode to snooty ladies everywhere.
Ever had an alien prostitution ring leader try to impress you with their giant spaceship? NO. Well I did, in a dream. Obviously from my expression (drawn above), I was not impressed. Annoyed by my general disdain, the ring leader flew away. I gazed at the majestic spaceship and thought “It’s kind of a cool spaceship”.
The mask is a scarf I tied around my face to deal with smoke from the tiny (like very tiny, more smoky) bombs the spaceship rained on me. Why??? Dreams??? Why???
I had this dream that I had an eyepatch in a doctor’s office. The doctor said “You’re really Lucky”. In my dream I thought “I’m the Luckiest Girl in the World”. What does this dream mean??? Oh well here is the art. Daily Sketch/Portrait- “The Luckiest Girl in The World”
Dream Series: Self Portraits from my dreams. While working at a diner I’m approached by the owner with cocaine on a plate. According to the owner, the FBI is coming to bust him for possession. He hands the plate to me for me to dispose of it. I take the plate into the bathroom and pour the drug into a empty gum package. Then I think F-this guy and I leave the diner as black SUV’s pull up. As I walk away I pour a steady stream of drugs down the street. So how weird is that dream? The drugs floated in the air too. Hmm- well here is the drawing “Coke Diner”