Holocaust Memorial Statues at the Legion of Honor. San Francisco, CA. 2009.
Mural. SOMA District. SF. In-Progress. Started 2 days ago.
Passion.
best friends.
A block from my room, which looks more like an artists studio. Its full of things and I suppose I have been the one making these things. But the vision is beyond what I can see in the reality of everyday things. I miss Michelle and swings. You’d understand, if you’d seen what we’ve seen.
Rooftop view of San Francisco. Was late December, Holidays, Birthdays, Cold Nights and Lost roofs. Locked windows and sheer confusion find there self out of anywhere they have never been.
The day turns to night. I take the bike up seven flights, flights of hills. I daze or so say, I may gaze. The moonless sky and the feeling between your thighs. I drift on by. With open and shy eyes. Curious to wet ground. The city sleeps, as I peddle my feet.
Portrait Session 3. In-progress.
I wonder about the effects of spray paint on my brain. I’ve thought about not spray painting inside, but something about the fumes. Or maybe its something about the color of the paint that comes a spraying out of a can.
Self Portrait Series. Less work. More art. More Music. Changing Strums. Bright Lights. Neon Nights. Lined skies and silver thighs. Brightness in the soul of human eyes.
Ink Drawing Series. Portrait Session #2 from a Self Portrait. Stayed up till 5am working on this. Serious Insomnia. I now need a lot of coffee.
Three sessions. India Ink. Colored Ink. Ink pens. Pencils. Erasers. 10 hours. A lot of good music. Incenses. Specialities. Guitar Breaks. Late Nites. And in result, a very comic book appearance of Kerry Cordon. This is the start of my Latest Ink Drawings Series.
Portrait Session 1
