RIP

Right after Gerry Garcia died, which was I guess back in 1995, an old friend of mine called me with an idea. He said that since the Grateful dead was in deed now dead, that a new group would soon take it's place. This new band was Phish, and the one thing fish didn't have was artwork to peddle. That's what he came to me for. Well anyway, we didn't get very far into our master plan, whatever that was. But I did do this funky drawing for what back then was one of their most popular songs, "Run like an antelope" 

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Brain Sucker

I think this was a little drawing I did after I realized that all my ideas that usually swirl around in my brain in abundance, were disappearing from time to time. I was convinced that something was cyphering them from my head. 

What?

This is an old ink drawing with water color that was sitting around in a box of many other old drawings just collecting dust. I like the energy and tone of what ever it was I was doing here. 

pen & Ink

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Pen & Ink

Ego 

"Then Came Shimmie"

This will bore most everyone!

This is a movie I made in protest to the time when my wife Jacque decided we needed Another little mouth to feed. We already had two doggies, but she wanted her little Pomerianian, and me being Mr. Sappy went along with it. There's some really fun video on here with Dunkin and Shimmie playing, something they don't do anymore. I know, it's a home movie.

Pen & Ink

I just like ink. It doesn't even have to be a good drawing, I just like the way it looks, and I like making the marks. Take these two doodles for instance, they stink, but I still sort of like them:)

Made symmetrical

This is that same painter illustration from before, with much more work done on it, cut in half and book matched to make two. For some reason I like doing this.

Two

I was cute!

Magic Eye?

Something from painter, with a little help from photoshop.

Colors I found in the back yard

Pencil sketch

In the shadow of the Dark Angel

A young boy named Dunkin

Thought this was a funny video that goes hand in hand with my earlier sentiments about my boy Dunkin. It was shot when he was just  a pup, not the hairy beast he has become today. Even back then I was locked in a battle that, although the boy new very well he could not win, he still was not willing to admit defeat nor give in . Stubborn son of a Bitch!