I Dream of Sacrificial Rituals

A virgin captured for sacrifice.

The Sacrificial Ritual has begun.

AMEN.

So lately I've been dreaming about sacrifices. Thoughts?

Daily Doodle 6 & 7

Another piece of highlighter art.

Bacterial Leviathan Highlighter and Prismacolor markers on 8.5 x 11 in. paper 2010

Note to self: Stop painting on printer paper, it warps. 

Daily Doodle 5 - Seahorse Painting

DAILY DOUBLE!
I love horses. I love the sea. When some brilliant dudes thought to put the two together they came out with:

X-Rated Material: Sea Nymph on Sea Horse statue in Neptune Fountain  Photo Credit: Alex Ariza

Mythological Seahorse Acrylic on 9 x 8 in. paper 2010 

And a blind contour drawing of my beautiful sister, which, this drawing does absolutely no justice for her.

Darling Sister Blind contour drawing with pen and ink on 8.5 x 11 in paper 2010

Daily Doodle 4

"I Fahted" Prismacolor marker, highlighter, ink on 8.5 x 11 on paper 2010 

Daily Doodle 3: Christmas Special

Father Christmas's Feast pen and ink on 8.5 x 11 in paper 2010

Daily Doodle 2

The Pope's Divine Explosion Highlighter markers on 8.5 x 11 paper 2010

Daily Doodle

Dead Head Glow Highlighters on 8.5 x 11 in. paper  2010

Yeah, let's see how far this goes.

Halloween is for Chumps

I will be spending my first Halloween away from home this year. I wonder how Chicago celebrates it? Probably nowhere near as good as New York, but you can't blame them for trying. We'll see. I really hate this kind of art but decided to do it anyway. Need to loosen up more!

Boo, you dirty son of a bitch.

This makes me feel so damn itchy.

I so need a vacation.

You Reek of Alcohol

My sketchpad got soaked in beer. Can't have a better primer than that. Unfortunately it's all to waste with these incomprehensible images. Make sense of it if you can. 

I hate this one the most because it reminds me of college.

This one sucks as well.

The model was so boring I ended up drawing some of the people.

Favorite spot.

Yeah, not a fan of too much from this session. A mixture of feeling like I was back in school (model was boring as fuck) and not warming up properly lead to crappy results. My good comrade, Kosinski, actually got some pretty good stuff out of it though (like a butt load of PBRs).

I've been recording all sorts of stuff as of late which explains the delay in the visual department, but not to worry, I will have better things to show in the future.

The Mystery of the Park

I have always been fascinated by Forest Park at night. Growing up in the small town of Richmond Hill, Queens I would see all sorts of stuff. On many occasion as a child I would see figures in the dark on the playground. Naturally as a kid I always asked my parents what possibly could be going on at the playground so late at night. Everytime I asked my parents the question the answer was always the same:

"Teenagers."

I think I'm finally going to take up the project that I've been wanting to do since college.

Norman Rockwell became a famous illustrator for portraying the all American family. He captured the essence of good values, strong male figures such as fathers, soldiers, athletes, soft loving women such as mothers, sisters, aunts, grandmothers, and a humorous take on not so loving women and their incompetent husbands, and of course your All-American wholesome kids.

Imagine if Rockwell were still living and captured the America we live in today. I think it would be hilarious. Black kids, spanish kids, ghetto white boys, emo kids, hipsters, spoiled children, teenagers getting their first car, texting, sexting, internet junkies, video game addicts, people smoking pot, coke heads, strippers, mafia, gang bangers, politicians and their scandals, abusive fathers, struggling single mothers, dysfunctional families, divorce, muggings, economical hardships, teenagers in a world of shit, rape, drugs...just to name a few subject matters non-existent in Rockwell's work.

I want to be the anti-Rockwell.

So this is a color sketch for my first painting in the series of America's youth.

Teenagers at the Park: Drinking, Making-Out, and Up to No Good.

Sometimes I miss being a teen....eh, not really.

"Esploded"

A giggle parade gone horribly horribly wrong.

All you heard was chaos.

 

Sounded  a bit like this.