"Orphans"

This drawing was such a pleasure to create. It is for a show at the Hotel Indigo Gallery here in Athens, Georgia, called "Tiny Universe". None of the pieces in the show are to exceed 8 inches in any direction; this one is 8"x8", exactly.

The idea for this drawing has been in my mind for well over a year now. I got the idea for it walking through my neighborhood on a cold, chilly night, and saw a conspicuous looking box under a street lamp. The light from the lamp was faltering, and my imagination was already reeling, and I got the idea of the box being filled with little, unwanted, subhumanoid creatures. When asked to be in the show, I knew immediately that this was the drawing I had to submit. Once I started putting the universe where these orphans would exist together, I realized that it was one where anything not directly in the light of the streetlamps was prone to uncanny reality, or un-reality, as it were...

Bargained Relief from the Redundant Conundrums

I feel like this particular drawing might need a bit of clarification, considering the responses I received at my recent art opening. Many people found it unnerving and depressing. This piece, like many of my drawings, is based on imagery from a dream. As the broken, despairing individual wanders a foggy, desolate landscape, his only recompense is his symbiotic partner: the creature on his back is living off of his organic fluids, his humor, if you will; in exchange, he takes the woes of his host and collects them in the bulb at the tip of his tail. He also whispers words of encouragement and succor as they navigate the wasted landscape.

Tuffelough House, At Odds

As anyone who has seen my art knows, I am mildly obsessed with pastoral landscapes with surreal aberrations. Here we have another: a dilapidated farmhouse sits in a rolling prairie. Gargantuan behemoths of undefinable origin lumber, possibly migrating, in the same direction, paying no heed to the house. In this scenario, it is the house which is the anomaly; it appears completely out of context, as if dropped there from another place and time...

"What We Saw in the Woods"

This drawing was not based upon a dream, but came to me after spending an evening in the forest alone, during a gibbous, waxing moon. It was a pleasant visit to the woods, but the walk home became quite eerie, and the feeling of being an interloper was intense. Once home and in bed, I was plagued (or blessed) with the impressions of nymphs, fauns, dryads, all collating into the definitive primal Woods-Witch. Ceremoniously painted, feminine, predatory, beautiful, and feral all at once. I jumped out of bed before sleep could take her from me and jotted a quick sketch; that sketch was barely changed at all from the final drawing.

Junk Sculpture and the City in Autumn

Yates Brown, the musician from San Francisco, has been kind enough to use my art for City in Autumn to represent the musical project "Junk Sculpture". The music is complex, and, in my opinion, quite phenomenal. I highly recommend listening to it. It can be found herehttps://ybsongs.bandcamp.com/album/junk-sculpture-demos