Cheap excuses

hey gang. well good news and some bad news. The bad news is my computer killed itself and my hard drive is fried, so every song picture and piece of art i had on there is gone and im gonna have a helluva time posting anything for a bit, the good news is...well i guess there isnt any good news really. oh well. anyone wanna come over and play some scrabble?

way over yonder.

if your in the area...

come to the santa ana art walk. im gonna have a table and i will be selling some art work for mad cheap and drinking some cold beers. come say hi and give me your paycheck.

feeell itt

i went to santa cruz to graduate from ucsc and celebrate my 17th birthday...it was totally bogus.

counting my pennies

completely normal schedule

if you are currently or have ever in your life worn a t-shirt listen up!

i have designed and printed a brand new t-shirt. iits really nice. It has a man riding on a panda bear and it says "lets fucking party". its a good summer shirt. it is good to wear to a party, or to work, or to give as a gift to your roomate, and its really really good for crying in. if you would like one i will send you one. $10 or 10 pounds or euros or whatever. just get in contact either via the comments or my email or hit me on my pager. ok i still hate you but want your money, bye bye.

Dreams cometrue girl

Happy 2 year birthday to me and this, yep. ok i hate you bye bye.

confession

dedication to the job

even through the worst storm he had seen in years, the message would be delivered on time.

hot doggin it

its progressing

doin it

preach

lets spell it out now

prettiest thing out

mmmmmm

keep it down pleease

inevitability

son you. yes are

yes its true true blue.

Elbo Kitty

made this for my friend to imortalize his dead kitty. he used to dye his tail green every now and then and mentioned thats how he wanted to remember him...pretty cool. ok i hate you bye.

stomping around

i wanna run fast, hide in the grass, stalk my prey, be feared by many, climb tall tree's, rip my enemies apart with my claws, snarl at the moon, sleep in the hot sun, not pay rent, not pay for health insurance, not care about anything, have an amazing mane of hair that poofs out like you wouldnt beleive, lead the pack across the desert, forget about material things and have a banging set of fangs, i wanna be irresistably soft but so help me god if you try to pet me.

were gonna make jesus cry

all eyes closed.

coast to coast

cant make a sound...innit

picking it up

been on some serious skate missions with T-ROD and le horse best believe costa mesa is on fire 400 degreeez

Rhino Dream

so im flying through the sky not a care in my mind. the world is a blue marble under me. im in the stratosphere baby. i gracefully swoop back down through the ozone layer and position myself over africa. Next thing i know im naked, all my teeth are falling out and im running through the bush with ten spitting cobra's chasing after, and gosh darnit wouldnt you know it, i left my protective googles at work. im running with hands securely clenched across my face, the loss of eyesight would be a TRAVESTY! i can feel danger all around. Ten thousand creatures wanted a piece of me...wanting the whole kit and kaboodle (sp)? im leaping senselessly and spastically (i hate snakes) i open my eyes for a quick look at where im at and spot a tree 15 yards north. but god damn shit fuck ass wouldnt you know it. its an acacia tree covered in thorns...i cant climb that shit. and you couldnt either. the mighty zeus himself couldnt so calm the heck down. back on the legs then running from nothing. creatures snarling and howling after my flesh. terror all around. im not talking about running a red light stealing a pack of gum from the corner store im talking real terror. my legs keep moving and the sweat keeps pouring. I reach a group of trees that i think i can get lost in. maybe hide out a bit, rest my weary limps. they are big trees, bigger then any trees that exist on this planet, and i should know (i grew up in the redwood forest above santa cruz and its home to the biggest tree on the planet, look it up) i circle one tree and it seems to last a life time. i keep running and running and running and yet there is still new bark to see and roots to leap over. finnaly i came to a dead stop. i can feel eyes on me, big eyes. i turn and look and see a big grey ghost eating me with his eyes. two black eyes and one big horn pointed right at yours truly. i knew death was close. i didnt mind. i was happy. everything felt nice. he was beautiful and charging in a glorious stride and i was naked about to die an amazing death. no lung cancer, no car accident, no suicide, no murder, no falling down stairs, no drowning in the pacific. just me and a angry male grey rhino in the serengeti. fuck it...it was a good run.

some of my friends

all good souls

Brain acne

did this little guy today in between a couple of bigger projects. guhhhh ok i hate you bye.

officially voted the #2 screen printer in orange county

nope...not good enough

it was fun, riding those things

4/12/09

exact replica of the universe. painted to scale and in exact planetary alignment order. fuck you.

layzy boyz

ignore the black tattoo ink horsey spilt on my drawings.
p.s, horsey your fucking dead!

Brain portrait 09

reckless i know, but here is the anxiety, the women, the wine, the sunburn, the screen printing chemicals, the stupid jokes, the panic attacks, the simple achievements and the worrying. might not be too scale (but what is this day in age with the recession and all?)

the prejudice of experience

lil kim...dont fuck around with real g's

quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets

come nnn get itt

numb numb num numb

3/24/09

get ready to have your eye pussies fucked

im working on/finishing up a couple of projects im pretty excited about. bout fricking time.

3/21/09

when shit aint working, just go buy some jewelry or some shit...

day 20 /03/09

certainly have seen better days...

3/18/09

Watch more Tim and Eric Awesome Show Great Job! videos on AOL Video

been having WAY to many of these lately...should probably quit edging so much.

3/17/09

decorate it...stack it good.

3/16/09

initial design for the new cancer lounge studios...

serengeti hunting stance 01...3/15/09

3/14/09

a couple of 9x12 watercolors.

Wild Fucking Horses

Hands down, gayest thing i have ever painted... (sigh) o.k I'm gonna go tear a couple of phone books in half now.

only god can judge me

ahhhhhh yeah its j'boi. its j'boiii. hey want one of these t-shirts? of course you do. hit me up if you want me to send one out. im thinking $15 domestic $20 intl. ahhh jeah. get at me quick cuz there aint many. picture me rollin, i a'int mad at cha, i get around. xoxo

stroke it

new house is looking nice.

The Taj Mahal, Agra India

this to do list keeps getting bigger and my bank roll keeps getting smaller. shhhiiiieett.

Home State

a challenge...make a little painting or collage or whatever about where your from. I'm serious. its fun and i wanna see it.

you are hello, i am goodbye.

"Beware" March 17th...might just hold my breath till then.

drag em away

another day another kitty cat commision

if you want to comission me to paint your dog or cat or exotic parrot or what the f ever just give me a shout. i can paint them wearing a funny hat or sailing on a yacht or what the heck ever you want.

humble abode

sweet happenings.

Be Easy...

Clear signal from Cairo

which one you want? i got dibs on top left yellow blue.

hanging tough

painting for Bomb magazine blog thingy.

Jelly

by Aleš Šteger

Some were on their way through Tivoli,
In the middle of gymnastics on rings,
In the middle of lion taming at the circus
When bones leaped out of their shoulders.

Others got greasy fingers while making deals.
Small bones spurted from their palms.
Knuckles were bent by the pressure
Like sealing wax.

Left under desks and altars, vertebrae pooled.
Astonished heads collapsed into themselves
Like wet paper sacks.
Teeth dangled in the middle of a sentence.

Dialects evaporated discreetly.
Then amoebae, bacteria and algae began to multiply
Until jelly flooded the streets.
Whoever touched someone stuck to him forever.

Translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry

my friend mary hooked this little gig up for me, its a pretty nice little poem about everyone turning to jelly and sticking together. ahhhh jeah. errr if you wanna see it all together or whatever click this shit.
http://bombsite.powweb.com/?p=924

Fuck everything pt. 2/30

dang. ok bye for now be back.....errrrm sometime.

hang in there baby

Build a home under the pyramids, drink from the Nile

my pep pep and Cates both went...Neither brought back rave reviews. well shit...Think i still need to check for myself.

feel good

how precious?

it was a long day today...damn long. i came home and sat down on the couch and set up all of my watercolor supplies in front of me. its a simple setup but it gets the job done. before i could tuck into some work i got back up and poured myself a glass of wine from a bottle i had sitting on the wood dresser next to the door. it looked so tasty and inviting in the glass, i had a sip and it was quite delicious. i got up once more and walked to the bathroom to fill a cup up with water for my paints. when i came back i peered into my glass and noticed a small knat drowning in my wine. i felt sorry for the little guy for some reason so i stuck my index finger into the wine and watched him clench on to the flesh life preserver. i pulled him out and placed him onto my opposite thumb and watched him stumble quite drunk in pathetic little semi circles on my skin. he looked quite wet still so i gently blew down onto him and watched him rub his front legs together then repeat the process with his back legs. he did this a few times then continued his semi circles with a bit more confidence. he was going to make it and it was all thanks to me! i wasnt an asshole. i saved one of god's creatures. i actually felt quite proud of myself for some reason when in hindsight saving a wine knat is about as important as trying to not step on ants when walking to the grocery store but i felt very pleased with myself anyhow. the little guy continued his self drying leg rubbing process and i watched with the utmost excitement and pride. i almost felt like a fire fighter that had saved a baby from a burning building, i felt like a good person. almost like a father. i started thinking of names for my little friend. surely he would want to stick it out with the man that had saved him from his merlot grave...he rubbed his front legs together once more took flight into the air and dove straight back into my wine glass...fucking alcoholic.

hanging amorous

a proud beast

shucks. i really wanna go to India...anybody want to go with me?...i got room for 1 more.

Paris France

split frame dinger did its job

BCN

get on bike,pedal,sweat,swerve,jump,take pictures,yell in english,cerveza,eat falafel,skate barceloneta banks,fetch with featch,paella with maryjane,laugh with west,walk with lane,walk solo,shitty clubs, shitty spanish mullets,talk to c-lad,midnight swim,get lost,call mom,fly to london...

werd trig?

some more birds yeah yeah i know...dont worry loads of skulls and skulls on fire and skulls barfing and skulls doing bong hits to come.

Coching it

up on the roof boyyeeeee! (and yes this is how im going to paint my house once i grow up...citizens of Santa Cruz prepare to be bummed out)

Daniel Cates

get the tea's on buddy.

Barceloneta

that boy T-West has got the best view in that whole damned city.

I've got my mind set on you

man o man. that George Harrison can sing a mean song.

Matty "steak" Dorkings

miss you man.