The company I work with, Royale, had its holiday party at our studio recently. Doubled as a small gallery showing for our staff artists. Everyone submitted a lot of great pieces. I had thirty or so in the showing. Sizes varied from 8x8s to 20x20s. Some framed, some not. More sold than I’d expected and all the proceeds went to Charity Water. Its a great thing.It was strange putting my face to my art. Really don’t ever talk about it much. You wouldn’t know I do this unless someone told ya. I’m fortunate to have so many friends that appreciate and support what I love to do. Choosing guests was somewhere between a rock and a hard place. Couldn’t invite fifty people. In the end, it was them that made the night for me. Theres a whole mess of pictures on the new Royale Blog. All in all, a way fun and sincere night.
When I got home with burning eyes and broken vision, wasn’t sure exactly why I got LASIK. Woke up fourteen hours later and out of habbit put my glasses on… Blurry as a soaked newspaper! All I could do was smile. Think even the birds were jealous right then.
Wont lie, was a little nervous on this one.
These Arms of Mine by Otis Redding.
My dad taught me to ride a bicycle down this sidewalk. There’s a lot more shade.
This is a photograph I took of my friend Drew. His beard is filled with wisdom.
Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want by The Smiths.
These are my friends. The kind that when asked to bring a chair to a party in my empty apartment, bring a couch. I was about as low as hell, for a long time, before I met these people. I’m so lucky, and I know that well.
Upwards of 50,000 people liked or reblogged this on tumblr. Guess I struck a note.
Can’t take credit for the idea. It was the one fond of bacon.
Revisted from 1/17. Couldn’t let this one be.
Alexis. She speaks fluent sailor and has a heart of gold. Today’s her birthday. It is a very good day.