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New* – Commissioned Artwork “In Luminous” (Oil on Canvas 124″ x 48″)

“In Luminous” (A More Elegant Time) Click to enlarge. A client from this area just commissioned a large piece of artwork from me. Just last week. Four panels. First commission in a while. There will be full documentation on its final release date and sign off… …This photo is not going to be up for very [...]

Love & Professional Hysteria

Love is an automatic reaction. A hysteria. Ensues about it. You have no choice but to submit and hope that’s a place you want to be. Rimbaud has said that “Love must be reinvented.” This is the world of extreme possibilities we never reach. That we only think we can’t. Until a Madman shows us. [...]

In Love. Sometimes Earth is possible.

I hadn’t foreseen this. It fell directly on my head. She did. We’re engaged. Science has only yet to find why people get struck by lightening. The Great Imperative. Wins. I thought I knew what being in love was. I knew finally what it is to love someone. But in love. This is something that [...]

Sons of the Silent Age Part 2

Her attention only let out the largest sigh. “All right mom, whatever it is, I’ll just see after we visit okay?” “It’s about Kim.” Her mom was never very tactful with her, alone. “What about him? “Well, are you serious with him? -I mean, you’re fifteen, don’t sell yourself short.” She did have somewhat of [...]

25. Sons of the Silent Age

RD AUTO Message 170: Sat 12, Octobre 2086 – Steinenhurst, Maryland | The air would have been gray. There was a breeze that sort of didn’t dare make too much sound. Old people were marching in unison. The new UFED Cooperation with the Steinenhurst Micro-State of Maryland kicked off an Ad campaign targeting the 45 [...]

dreams.

RD AUTO Message: -2090, Sun 17, Octobre 2081 – Centerville, VA. Off-Line  | The vintage bicycle was a shiny blue. And silver. Leaves fell. Many bright colored leaves covered that mat quality of the early morning tar meeting the sun. The kick stand came flying up into its place. The spokes of the wheels were [...]

20. The Them

The Great Hall extended two kilometers in either direction. The multitude of paper Thyn, textureless, organic and intelligent data systems comprised the surface of its perfectly self-illuminated white walls, cascading fourteen meters tall, from ceiling to floor, covering every inch of the length of the Hall. There were featureless steel looking vaults at either end. [...]

Triumph Is At Once Human.

Café life has once again perpetrated the United States’ isolationist culture of suburban nightmares. The pedestrian, the non-car, the foot, the tongue, the ear, not the eye. Not the eyes. The sound of the technological jungle! Triumph is again human.

Our personas react and conform to the people we are most immediately near.

Even and especially when you protest certain things your lover, spouse, roommate, whomever…actually commit to action that day or everyday. The way to circumvent this is with conversations aimed at setting up situations where your patience and energy are optimal. For example, I used to drink coffee, caffeinated coffee everyday. When finally I stopped, and [...]

Purpose of My Paintings

If the impressionists can be said to be the mourning or warning of the loss of nature, into the total environment of the manmade, then I am painting about the loss of man from his nature.