Thursday, November 17, 2011

Albino Poo

What's dope about drawing albino poo is that you don't have to use any color. There aren't even eyes to make pink. No color at all, pure black line.

What's dope about albino poo in a porcelain toilet is that the piece of crap is camouflaged, which I guess could be dangerous. Again you don't have to use any color what so ever.

This reminded me of this -> ..an old Lakota prophecy having to do with an albino calf.

"When White Buffalo Calf Woman promised to return again, she made some prophecies at that time One of those prophesies was that the birth of a white buffalo calf would be a sign that it would be near the time when she would return again to purify the world. What she meant by that was that she would bring back harmony again and balance, spiritually. No matter what happens to Miracle in the coming months and years, Joseph Chasing Horse says the birth is a sign from the Great Spirit and the ensuing age of harmony and balance it represents cannot be revoked." - Joseph Chasing Horse

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Back in Street Spirit

Got a phone call from Desi telling me I was in Street Spirit again.
Did this painting live last year for a memorial event at St. Mary's Center, a service provider for low income folk.

Apparently it will be the image for their holiday cards this year.

Buy your copy of Street Spirit today, support the less privileged!

Could I put this on my CV?
http://www.thestreetspirit.org/international-day-for-the-eradication-of-poverty/

Around Town

West Oakland:




Jack London:







Break Through!

I had a breakthrough in terms of my art yesterday.
I'll tell you all about it soon.
Bookmarked.

SouthWest Sketches

The only artwork produced during my journey through the SouthWest...









Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Humanity

"In very few places do people starve to death simply because of drought. The only time people really die is when there's some kind of political complication."

http://www.marketplace.org/node/47882/player/popout

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Colorless

I'll spare you the photo but I shat an albino piece of poo. Completely colorless, it's never happened to me before. A nice, solid product, the most wonderful kind where when you wipe there's nothing on the TP. The best. I'm trying to think back to everything I've consumed in the past 48 hours and I can't think of anything that would suck all the pigment out of my crap. I think it may be more emotionally, psychologically or somehow mentally related.....I dont know how but I can think of plenty of things right now that are affecting my being that might absorb the color. I dont know about you but that makes sense to me.

Worthy is the lamb

I draw while people sing.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Geographer

Last night thanks to Ken I went out to the city to see Geographer play at Rickshaw Stop.
Never either seen the band live or been to the venue. I even forgot for a moment who the band was. Haven't been to a show in a while, months, a year?

They did a rad cover of New Orders Age of Consent, I'm telling you New Order influenced everyone:


Pretty much what it looked like:

so long the days
that melt away
so loud the words
you could not say

Evil

I witnessed an accident.

There was this huge Budweiser truck parked, the driver off loading beer, taking up the entire right lane so traffic was slowing, stopping. I was in the right lane directly behind the truck, signaling to get left. A Honda stopped for me and even honked to let me know. Just as I started entering the left lane as I was looking in my rear view mirror. I hear the crash and see the windshield of the mini, that rear ended the Honda, go from clear to white as the windshield shattered from the impact of the airbag. I even saw the the two in the Honda cover the back of their heads and go forward in reaction. But I didn't stop I drove on. I felt evil.