Roof top piece, Chicago. Summer 2010
Recent inspirations from chocolate kisses, One herm on the left Stealing the giant elephantitis inspired Hershey Kisses from unknown cloak. Invisible, the other herm, “the eater” glutenessly devouering the giant kisses, feeling one lobbed deep with the bowls (Both while french in-hailing).
Continued Inspirations from previous Home Town Buffet and Boston Market inspired mac and cheese buffet pt.1 In Part Two, 2 herm families go on vacation in their Krysler ‘Town and Country’ edition mini vans. They voyaged forth through doors of Home Town Buffet and Boston Markets, the shoulder blades of the black cloud hand powder-abyss. The Nightengales sang through the red socks seen to the left, drissling ketchup through the open sun roof. Within it, through the eyes of the greater unforseen…in-hailing the wafting engine smoke. Together, the plan was to see which Krysler ‘Town and Country’ could make it faster to the mac and cheese buffet and switch out some of the mac and cheese (but only a few of them) with cream corn (also being yellow and often mistaken for mac and cheese). This way, it would prevent the other family from controlling all of the mac and cheese. One of the families was gluten free, so you can see the stress building. Quickly noticing the herm trapped under the buffet trying to grab legs of the threat posing herm family to the right, pulling them under, and stealing there sauces.
15X11″ Pencil, Colored Pencil on Paper.
Recent inspirations from Home Town Buffet. I went to a Bi-Polar Disorder support group in San Diego earlier this year, around march maybe. There were lots of people, enjoying the buffet. Smiles, creased, greasy hair and feeling the fine high of the creamy mashed potatoes. If one thing is for sure, it’s better cause it’s true-sure. These herms here in this depiction of H.T.B are sharing generous portions of mac and cheeze together. There are a few blurpins in the depiction.Top right and bottom right. One in-hailed too much of the cheeze, shitting it out and then flowing that down to the other herm-gerberler, who is then digesting it. Buffet and all with no sneeze guard, world of war craft-inspired boots-everyone thought were so cool, clue. End-er herm on the far right, the one with the Parka fir-ripped off and turned into a toy for the gerberler with electric orange as a cloaking for cokin filter 52mm replacement. All and All, Navajo-Witness-inspired. Helping hands to our left over there, some slight of hand-gestures. We all new too soon, all before long, the smoke makers were gunna come out and dirty it up, two times, leisure style. The far-most herm in the middle (poking out the most) is the real true winner, gathering smiles and over indulgence of the mac and cheeze, free-style finger sauce motumbo finger wagg in 70’s style herm’s face.
Depiction of the famous American actor Robin Williams. 11X17 (colored pencil, pencil and pen on heavyweight paper) His (off-camera) blacky-coal minor-behavioral activities and unwanted bi-sexual advances-inspired mentality are represented by the herms soul-one additude; unjust offering of Macdonalds ( XL) frys to the sweater/heroin addicted herm, Bearing resemblance to what some would call a kind gesture of faith. Moments before long they would only find subtle pleasures of wealth and continuity.
After being inspired by the Chicago Black Hawks winning the 2010 Stanly Cup, I decided to depict the Herm’s partaking in a specific celebration co-insiding to the monumental event. The city went absolutely nuts and I wanted to deliver that within this piece. After incorporated are the forever inspiring Macdonalds uniforms and the navel Deep V is there as well. One of the Herm’s tryed to give his/her glass of wine to the center Herm, while being dragged away as if he/she wasen’t supposed to do that, god forbid the reasons…Piece is done with pen and color pencil. approx 10X8″
I recently moved to Chicago, IL after living and developing my work in Seattle, WA for the past 3 years. When I came to Chicago back in May (earlier this year), I moved into a predominately Middle-Eastern/African American neighborhood in Chicago’s NW side of Rogers Park.
I lived on the third floor of a boxy brownston. I had a small room with 5 windows pooring gaping lobbs of light as the sun illuminated my entire being each morning wanted or not, I was up every morning at 5:30am. My building was right in the middle of a triad of 3 gangs: Gangster Desciples (depicted in Red over-sized nightgown shirts from Wal-mart) Ascerian Kings (in black shrouds) and the Latin Kings.
During the 1 month I lived in that neighborhood, I became witness to toppling amounts of narcotic abuse and distrobution, shadowy figures lurking and bothering, massive amounts of yelling and arguments from the giant 10 piece deep ghetto-ness black family crammed into the 3 BR apt. on the first floor, fire arm exchanges particularly in the ally way , corruption, , and bouts of urban decay. Co-existing within this environment, I decided to depict what was going on around me and inspiring me in the twisted fucked-up way that it did.
The roaches infested the small room and kitchen I occupied while I worked. They fucked me up real bad and were discusting as hell tripped-out. The painting measures 40X30″ and was done in Acrylic and paint pens.
Here is the most recent (middle eastern prophet-inspired propaganda) portrait. (D. Fisher – Oakland based audio/visual composer). Seen here wearing his exclusive velvet blue cloak. 8X10 done in pen with colored pencil.
I’ve been seeing people wearing these massive deep v-necks. Some of which were so deep, there navel’s were nearly visible..
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