Almost there

Spanish Goat coming along nicely. Really love the weirdness coming out of it. 

Speaking of weird, been a strange week for sure. I imagine its just the start of this holiday season.

God bless paint and pictures.

Sidenote

I forgot how much fun it is to paint faces.

And the Bug Love Continues

Found this guy in my house. Got a good pic, sketch, paint and tad dah! 

I seriously have a bug fetish.

(Gots a good set up. happy happy)

11.11.11

I've been having some crazy-ass dreams. Many of which have been coming true faster than ever before.

I'm really looking forward to when Johnny Depp shows up in Key West.

Eleven is a number of mastery. Sometime last year I had this elevator dream where there was a choice of two buttons to push - 10 or 11.

I thought of pushing 10 but for some reason at the last minute I chose 11 and as soon as I did, the elevator shot up like a rocket. I flew up to the ceiling and as I looked down at all the people in the elevator, they started screaming at me to make it stop. To their credit, the floor was twisting and starting to drop out.

So I hit 10. The elevator slowed down and suddenly I was back in an office job, sitting in a cubicle at a building that was falling apart. Think of that scene in Inception where they are walking down the beach and the skyscrapers are literally crumbling into the ocean.

All I could think of is - "How in the hell did I end up back here?"

It didn't matter much, because it wasn't going to be around much longer as I sat watching the walls crumble down around me. I wasn't scared. I was relieved.

Pretty much spells out the differences between 2010 and 2011 for me. In particular, my attempts to do things in an old way that never really worked.

So today is a day that everyone down here is getting married. They think its lucky. But does it really matter what day you choose to get married on? The real luck is finding someone you actually want to be with and enjoy.

A lady last week at the restaurant had just gotten married and said she did so in the most beautiful red dress. As she showed me a picture she explained she's from India and over there you only where white to a funeral. Quite an interesting take on weddings in the U.S. huh?

It was lovely. Probably the most beautiful wedding dress I'd ever seen and it complimented her perfectly. She actually looked like her in it.

I'd totally get married in a red dress. But right now I'm happy the weather's turned cold and I get to wear my Peruvian baby alpaca legwarmers. Woot Woot!

Anything but Canvas

Been playing around with some new stuff and I'm starting to find that I'll paint on anything but a canvas. I've been collecting some glass jars cause I like them and wanted to figure out a way to paint them.

I first tried glass paints which were crap so as usual I found my own way through some online research. That's half the fun of this isn't it?

Above is a Starbucks Mocha Frappuccino bottle. Art and coffee - these are a few of my favorite things...

After a good dry, I'll shellac and see if it'll hold. Then off to Gilda's for a celebratory flower to put in the vase I have created. Now let's see what the pickle jar will bring forth.

Sunday is Funday - the warm weather edition

Bike. Paddle. Paint.

Biked out to Stock Island

Paddled down Cow Key channel

Painted for a few in the studio

beautiful day. life is good.

New Studio Space!

Was on the hunt for a new studio space and this week hit the motherload on Love Lane. I've never had a separate studio space and spent last weekend actively asking for it.

Usually it's been crammed into my living area somewhere on the floor, generally in a corner by my bed. This is an entire spot devoted to it and it's amazing to have it. I feel really lucky.

Finally getting to work on a project I've been talking about for two years and learnin' some Photoshop in the process.

The Darlings at Art Basel!

After party sponsored by Dr Dre at the Shore Club.

Mornin'

Suenalo!

Yesterday was a good day. REALLY enjoying the time off. I feel like I'm already on vacation. Painted a bit, then hit yoga and got my ass kicked, followed by a great show at the Parrot.

SUENALO!

Hung out for a while at the bar with an ex-cop who since becoming an ex-cop, has grown his hair out and smokes pot. Shared half a seat with one of the bar regulars until the show got going.

When I saw Richmond dancing, had to run right over and slap his ass. RICHMOND! As a bonus, I got to see all my water job friends, dance and drink a little too much. Normally, I work weekend nights and don't get to see the great shows at the Green Parrot.

May go back for seconds tonight.