Category Archives: local art

Marie Vodou

She is back, rejected from Ginen, the abode of spirits, and seeking the return of her Govi, which, in Vodou, is a a ceremonial object used in the ritual reclaiming of the immortal aspect of a human spirit (gwobonanj) after death. She has been wronged, neglected by the living, for it is one year andContinue reading “Marie Vodou”

09:23 – The Rise of Social Media

It was inspired initially by the photo of the first victim of #Vecna in #strangerthings, but then expanded to take on #social #media. I hate explaining this stuff. I hope it resonates on it’s own, because it’s pretentious otherwise. There’s no process, just dumping my brain into 1’s and 0’s.

Nature Finds a Way

She’ll survive us all. She’s the strongest woman we know, she’s nature. Climate change? She’s survived it. High CO2? Easy. Humans, not so much. But she just may have mercy on us when we’ve wiped ourselves off the face of the planet. Here? A post-human photoshoot. We took her trees, her resources, her valuables, butContinue reading “Nature Finds a Way”

Nature – Victim

So I throw all these words out to explain my #art but really, it comes down to mood as the #artwork progresses. This was first focused on #hair – I am not apologetic for objectifying luscious locks – then it moved into the #goth #vampire realm ( #notsorry ) and then setting back into #natureContinue reading “Nature – Victim”

Stages

A triptych as my last digital artwork. I’ve run out of ideas and must find something else. The three paintings explore nothing, and maybe have some intrinsic meaning, but in my current state, I got nothing. I think the most fun part was exploring camera techniques, playing with blades, lens thickness and f/stop. Anywho, withoutContinue reading “Stages”

Stake Night

It was the first time using that Romanian dating app, so I thought I’d do it up and go to the nines. Everything was going well until she ordered her steak mooing. I mean, medium rare is cool and anything more is an affront to the meat. So, when I questioned “tartar?” and she plusContinue reading “Stake Night”

Miami Spy Game

I channeled a little bit of an homage to one of my favorite artists, who pretty much sat atop 80’s pop culture – Patrick Nagel, and combined it with a little bit of the Cold War spy game theme, but set in the gaudiness of Miami Vice. She’s out of ammo and surprised in someContinue reading “Miami Spy Game”

My Marianne is a Zombie Battlefield

‘Hold up, fellas!” I yelled. We were clearing the valley hotspot. It was dirty work. Some of the Zekes werefaster and craftier than the others, so we had to watch out when we put them down. The virus had decimated this area, everything was dead. Some of them retained memories, however basic, of their pastContinue reading “My Marianne is a Zombie Battlefield”