dog eat dog Acrylic on wood 24"x17" 2022 On my 10th birthday a man who was not my father declared, with a smile, “it’s a dog eat dog world out there.” That made me think about the dogs eating dogs, you-are what you-ares eating what we are, and how I was cake eating cake in here and how I found that much less threatening; being a confectionary cannibal. Why are dogs so different from cake? Why can’t we just be cake eating cake. Pounds on pounds. This man probably has never eaten cake, he smokes cigars and eats beef. I will never understand why I would eat a dog when there’s cake. When we run out of cake maybe I will smoke cigars and eat beef. And when I am all out of beef and I grow sick of cigars maybe I will be a dog. Then maybe I will eat dogs and not care about cake. But thank god I am just eating cake with this man who smokes cigars and eats beef. Happy birthday kid.
ham boy (eating ham) Acrylic on wood 24"x17" 2022 The ham boy is salt ridden and sweaty. He is thirsting for his delectable meats, eyes affixed to the bone. Meat is meat- and the ham boy tends to his garden, the flesh deli. Meat is meat the juices culminate into sweet fruit of the flesh; the ham boy knows best which meats are ripe for the tasting. Lick lick - the ham boy wets his whistle with the succulent nectar, his eyes affixed to the bone. The vascular nature of his love and deep vein affections of who he is; envelop the boy in honey glazed flesh. The ham boy knows which meats are ripe for the tasting.
GALAS Acrylic on wood 11"x13" 2022
lam Acrylic on wood 7"x8" 2022
roadkill prince Acrylic on wood 11"x13" 2022
Post covid coughing fit Acrylic on wood 11"x13" 2022
Psychic-reflux Acrylic on wood 11"x13" 2022
Moon-star idol Acrylic on wood 12"x24" 2022 Idol of the moon star, seated on the throne of cosmic looking glass. Tightly woven spine of celestial bodies gazing outward into the nothingness of space and time. Blue gemstone encrusted body lapping up the milky way. As you know, you are my idol in shining light ray of tranquility. Moonbeams in your eyes reflecting on the blackened solar flare of the void; time for you is an illusion. And you watch as eons slip away at light speed in glistening iridescent silver.
man in shock (that's okay) Acrylic on wood 12"x24" 2022 I was laying my eyes on his; and he said, I was. But oh wait were you about to say, ha! Wow! That's okay. I was surprised. by the way your eyes looked at my accident in surprise. toothy wet smile of yours and it was about to say, in shock. What a delight it was meeting you all this way. I was laying my eyes on his; and he said, I was. But oh wait were you about to say, ha! Wow! That's okay. I was surprised. by the way your eyes looked at my accident in surprise. toothy wet smile of yours and it was about to say, in shock. What a delight it was meeting you all this way. But don’t worry that is o.k.
I told a lie Acrylic on wood 24"x24" 2022
The demiurge Acrylic on wood 24"x17" 2022 Starry-eyed and jovial it leaps and bounds into view the galactic grin of transdimensional excitement on its Milky Way face. Tin can banging shooting stars out from the flower on its lapel emblazoned with the celestial and red treasures nestled in the nebulous folds of its ruffled collar. Honk honk it says voice reverberating with the sounds of otherworldly echos where sound is experienced differently than we can quite comprehend. This Clown is the demiurge, it leaps and bounds through space and time, telling manifestation as a joke where destruction is the punchline. Honk! Honk! Entire eons spew forth from its lips as rudimentary elements are formed and planets are spittled out as microscopic droplets flying through spacetime to their own demise. Honk! Honk! And the Clown laughs.
Fine Dining Acrylic on wood (2023) 24"x48"
The witch can watch acrylic on wood 48"x44" 2022 The witch can watch as I snack on my treats and wave his wand as I indulge in my sweets. The garden of small he plucks from his chest and produces sweet fruit from the hem of his vest. Little ones beware of the witchy man as he will feed all that he can and all he can see. So little and small the innocent are and he brings them to me from near and far, glistening ruby out of his hand he will feed you to me that witchy-witch man.
out looked my window acrylic on wood 48"x24" 2022 Out looked my window, head of clouds, dogs gnawing at the mailman’s bones. Snarling dog with big white teeth. Out looked my window, looking out at biblically accurate plants, looking at the snarling dog gnawing at the mailman’s bones. What other deaths had this plant seen? Out looked my window, the air is hot and thick with wet and heavy. The biblically accurate plant loves air like this; gives it something to climb onto. Big leaves with tiny eyes looking back at our neighbor, who is looking back at me, head of clouds. Air thick with wet and heavy just like the mailman’s bones, snarling dog.
