
Here’s some early red eye, before the acrylic. He’s kinda got some sad, soulful eyes goin’ on.
In other news, I got my fool ass to the doctor yesterday and acquired some drugs for what turned out to be a bacterial infection. Yay, me! Hopefully, I will be in good health and spirits for the remainder of the OPG. Woo!
Oh yeah, the little contest I originally had for this still applies: Be the first to comment and correctly point out the semi-hidden penis in this drawing and you’ll received an 8.5″ x 11″ photo-quality signed print of your choice of any artwork displayed on my blog. No one took advantage of this the first time around so the contest is still wide open to anyone!
Meh. Still fighting with this laziness so I’ll stop here. Thanks for taking a look.
(you cleeka nao)
Seriously though, this is vaguely special in the regard that you wouldn’t normally see these two images side by side, as they are each painted on the opposite side of the same piece of watercolor paper. However, through the magic of technology, here they are; a couple of dirty, bloody, twisted brother skulls in a kind of metaphysical emotional turmoil and insanity. They share the same plane of existence, the same space, no doubt some of the same pigments, yet they’ve never seen each other face to face. A pair of conjoined twins who are strangers to each other.
Anyway, musings on humanity aside, the more I look at this painting the more I think it’s a self-portrait. I identify and sympathize with this guy’s general state of emotion. I can’t put my finger on it exactly, but I’m right there with him. I’m his comrade and ally.
In other news, I found myself getting into a shouting match with a co-worker last week. I won’t bore you with the details but I guess I should have seen something like this coming. The source material for my new header image was created before the incident and should’ve served as a warning to me to watch my temper but I figured it was all a part of my artistic expression of late and I thought nothing of it. What a way to start the year : P Oh well, live and learn I guess.
He’s spotted me and now his confusion seems lessened by having someone to focus on. His erection wanes a little and now starts to drip blood as he advances directly towards me. I continue to retreat, weaving in and out of the stalactites, stalagmites and columns, attempting to outmaneuver him. His arms are outstretched wide as he continues pursuit, there’s no way around. Behind him I can see daylight diminishing as he forces me deeper and deeper into the cave.
I’m even more curious now to see where this will all lead. I’ll keep you posted as best I can.
(klik)
No, I’m not just stalling because I’m afraid of starting on the head and potentially fucking this whole thing up, so don’t even go there! I’m sharing with you the beauty of creation and you should be grateful for this glimpse into my process… You know what? I don’t CARE what you think! I”M SHARING DAMMIT!!1!
(clicka)
Not sure what this was supposed to be. A flexing arm with a bulging bicep or some disembodied genitalia. Either way, it’s bursting and releasing pressure, which is nice to see. The crazy has got to get out one way or another.
I’m backed into a cave and he’s shambling towards me, a wild look in his eyes, blood spraying and dripping from his mouth as he shakes his head in a frenzy of uncontrollable rage, lust and a kind of disoriented confusion. He’s fully erect and ejaculating freely as he approaches. The fuzzy, furry connective tissue between his bones is matted and filthy with an obscene offal of blood, semen, grease and who knows what else. It’s day time and behind him I can see golden sunlight pouring into the mouth of the cave but I’m retreating into the darkness behind me, trying to be inconspicuous, banking on his confusion to give me an opportunity to slip by undetected and make my escape.
That’s as far as this scene has progressed in my mind. I hope to be able to post updates about this developing morbid fantasy as it hopefully continues to evolve into what I hope will be an extremely vivid horrific painting.