VACUUM, How-To survive living in a

Forgive me if I have posted these three works in progress before, I have a backlog and I forget what I have posted or not, but usually as a fact I do not post things I have not gotten done at least 75% of the way to get a jump on releasing to the world wide web something that does not have my name stamped on, not that any of these three does not have elements that are readily identifable or defendable as my art work, the more abstract works.

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You are on a rock floating through space…

…Not just floating.
Roaring through the cosmos, a whirligig cradling the lives of over 6 billion people, screaming at over 65,000 mph, a hair’s breadth from being scorched by solar radiation or frostbitten by the cold void of empty space. Our lives here are granted by a thin layer of gases and the Earth’s own magnetic field, dancing on the razor edge between forces of destruction so relentless and potent that to call them elemental in nature would be to belittle them, comparing them to forces we can comprehend.
…and that is nothing less than extraordinary.

1991, part 2

This is very close to the original 1987-88 drawing, but bigger. I hope I can find the 1st instance in my papers...

1991

IL facing page

IL dedication page

To Thy.

IL page xvii

"Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Interit"

"Everything changes, yet nothing is truely lost."
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I watched "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist" last week, and I thought it was fantastic (but I tend to think a lot of great movies are fantastic, and that fantastic movies are great. It equals out). It reminded me of my own all night seek-and-find in Los Angeles in 1993, it was a night or two before some famous riot there due either to a trial with OJ or something. Two years later, I ended up married to the girl that I went on this all-night adventure of driving around LA with. I did not know her before that night; I had been introduced to her four times before that over the years (1991-93) but she never remembered me. Once, just before she broke both arms riding her bike falling down a hill, then during a flag football game we played together in the rain with people from my apartment building, then on Holloween night in Isla Vista, then once in the hall of my building w/ her boyfriend that lived there.
We got divorced four years later, and without her I never would have wound up here in Las Vegas 10 years ago, jobless and penniless then and ultimately invincible.
And, now I am waking up in Vegas every morning. By the by, I love the Katy Perry song, Waking Up in Vegas. I wonder if she was living in Santa Barbara at the same time I was, 1991-1993?
The tiki above is my artwork.

New York Tattoo Convention 2009

I found a photograph online from the NYC Tattoo convention that just happened mid-May, there is a woman in a black hoody w/ black framed glasses and dark hair pulled back in a ponytail, showing off her lower arm which in this low rez photo looks like my drawings of the jumbled mass of threads/strings (which I kind of think of as my "thing").

I am trying to track down a better resolution so I can see if it is just my imagination, or not.
click on image for larger size


ANYWAY,

IF you steal/copy/abscond with design from my site, please tell me. Send me a picture if you get a tattoo. Pictures really are favored, give me credit or whatever, just do not claim that you are the originator. I put that type at the bottom about, image "all rights reserved" & stuff for a reason.

I want my "chedder", too, and fame, if not fortune.

NEW NEWS!!! (6/22/09) I have found out there is this brilliant 24 year old woman in the United Kingdom that does similar stuff but better than me (or at least is more surreal rather than abstract, subjective than objective, or the other way around) in the varied use she makes in the use of the lines on DeviantArt.com. Moreover, she is a hell of a lot more popular than me, I've been doing my thing since 1995, she since 2007 as far as I can tell. I guess the european market is a lot more open to scary creepy line work.

What they said

insignificant

I have had a bad time sleeping as of late, I think I have had 12 hours for the whole week. I had to stay home yesterday because lack of sleep should be an excuse, but I am back today. I watched, "Terminator: Salvation," "Drag Me To Hell," "Star Trek," and "Dance Flick" yesterday then came home and watched two hours of "TrueBlood." And then I slept for a while, until 1 am.
I woke up and tried to figure out who the nameless guy in the drawing above is.
Near as I can decipher "he" cannot breathe in outer space, or shoot laser beams out his eyes. It does have super strength and almost complete invunerability, and can fly (but since he can not go out into outer space, he is a homebody). And, everybody on his planet is like him, so when the Space Nazis came to conquer his home, the S.N. got their rears kicked. His people are very intelligent, it is just that they do not have hands or digits to use tools, so they cannot make space suits or rocket ships. Maybe the tails are their adaptation to that lacking.
This is what I was thinking of at 1 am this morning, just so you know.

Hoodoo you travel with

"No road is long when you are traveling in good company."
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The moon, bats, and sky are all connected, just different shades of blue. Somewhere in there is a sermon, but I am too tired to make it right now. I had a rant about people asking God to give them answers, but, again, I am too tired.

what a difference a day makes

Or: what a difference it makes to see this on-line. I can still work this a little more, top of its head can do with a bit more gradation or shading.
For crazy skull alien looking quick job sketches, it is ~okay.

...Not perfect, but a bit better, relatively speaking

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If I had a monkey, like this guy, I would not want fruit smeared on its face. I would want a clean monkey.

http://www.27bslash6.com/monkey.html