Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Water War


Future: Lands purchased by states and countries for resources in karst topography. To the sellers gains beyond comprehension. Markup to no statistician’s deviation. Where the water flows along with blood. The new gold rush "WATER." Man cannot live on bread alone but can survive on eminent domain. Real water deep in the crust, perfect on a desperate tongue. Draught in the forecast where once streams allowed skipping rocks, but now just rocks. The battle for land and what lies below when technology cannot tame the masses cotton mouth. It will wage. Because with resource comes power that quenches every thirst.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Change and Singularity


FUTURE: The question becomes one of downward spirals or upward mountains. Altitudes or abyssal planes in attempting to take the experiences around and make meaning for the mind. The spinning top of time ever closer to singularity; when you and I are hollow and free to pass through. We are loose change spinning round the charity disc gaining speed and near to the eventual. And, what is this charity, this life? It is obvious that our human structures, our internal controls, cannot withstand the coming rapid change. The levies are bulging. The downturns abrupt and upswings jarring change. This is about state of mind... Downward spirals or upward mountains as we seek time beyond physical biology. A future of only barriers but oneness all the same.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Trophy Soldier





Untitled / 6 " x 8" / Bic pen on paper/ 2007.


Thursday, May 17, 2007

Fiber Fist

Click above to see a fake commercial that these guys
I've been working with and learning a little bit about
video production just made. It's pretty darned funny.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Monday, April 02, 2007

Saturday, March 31, 2007

Saturday, March 24, 2007

House Hunting

The market is down, and there's lots of frowns. But we keep on looking. Looking for a house that's affordable, adorable and almost livable.

American dream, apple pie, white picket fence, and all. For all. Their are open houses all around town. Everywhere you look, homes are for sale. Balloons are a flyin. The reports have started tricklin. About adjustable mortgages adjusting thousands of incomes and weighing heavily on their outcomes of life, liberty, and the pursuit of their realities.

As the flag keeps on flying, as our kids keep on dying in the same old foreign lands. While walking on the same old burning sands. As their oil stained caskets get shipped back across the ocean. Back to their mother's land.

Even with all this confusion, a fusion, I'm still wanting in. I'm still wanting to have a place where we can plant our own seed. Where the children grow like weeds. Where I can plant my family crest and do my very best to be an honorable man. And try my very best to be a good example for the little ones around. But for now, I'll just keep looking in town.

New Orleans, Louisiana

The Soul Singer

The Soul Singer & The Dancing Fool

Friday, March 23, 2007

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Friday, March 16, 2007

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Portal

Portal / 24″ x 24″ / acrylic on wood / 2007.

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Blackbird Hour



My good friends Brad (vocals, guitar), Dave (bass) and Chad (drums)
play in Blackbird Hour.
They performed at Proud Larry's in Oxford last night
and I took a few photos . . .
Listen to "Careful Love" and "The Last Time"
on their MySpace profile.

Escape Vessel

Friday, January 26, 2007

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Satire can be funny . . . Here's how to know if you're a "hipster" -- Enjoy!