Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Shangri la

Shangri la - June 26, 2010 - Joshua Tree, California.



Girl Friend Beer is a product without an actual product. This is an on-going project. Girl Friend Beer acted as a sponsor for Shangrila.



Eight 30-packs of name brand beers were purchased, unpackaged, re-labeled, and re-packaged.



One Hundred Coozies were made and distributed.



We stayed at the Joshua Tree Inn



There was Cowboy art on the walls



And Ice Cold Girl Friends in the Fridge



A series of signs were installed that led up from the highway to the site



1. Shangrila/Turn Left Here








2. The Ballad of Sam McGee










3. Tell Your Ma






Installation shots:

spray paint and oil on canvas on plywood, 40" x 96"

















Friday, October 16, 2009

Walking Away...


Oil on Canvas

Shipwrecked on the Moon! Like the old mock-ups and artwork for Sci-Fi or Pulp novels, the blocks of color where the words go. Or where the words went. When alone and wrecked on the moon, one might as well walk around.

Ship Wrecked on the Moon!


Mixed media on Paper, 24" x 36".

Friday, October 2, 2009


Oil on canvas
18" x 18"

Shipwrecked!

I am on a beach. I am on a bicycle. I am wearing a deep sea suit. She looked beautiful as she stood on her toes to kiss me. Or at least to kiss the glass of my helmet, the glass between us. All I could hear was my breathing. I said Good Bye and the sound of my voice echoed sharply into my skull and shocked me like a wet finger had broken the voltage in my veins. I cried as I rode into the sea. The tremendous echo shattered like glass glaciers crashing into a midnight cathedral.

On The Moon

The sea was electric and bright as the sun. There was no color. I do not know if it was hot or cold. The voltage in my veins calmed a little as I rode deeper and deeper, the deepness came on so brightly that I began to see spots like inky spiders crowd my vision. The tides tore away my bicycle, my air tank, my vision. I was left alone in my midnight cathedral, the painful echo of my solitary breathing painfully crashing like jagged shards into my eardrums.