Category: Artists Statement

  • I Like Broad Nibs,

    Breaking in a new fountain pen is one of the most satisfying experiences in art making. It starts as a stiff unrefined experience as the tines slowly begin to flex at a nearly imperceptable magnitude, and ink flows out onto the paper for the first time. It stops it and sputters the feed needs properly…

  • A Head Full of Fungus

    Feed your head This pen and ink drawing of a group of mushrooms growing from a skull was a very quick fun sketch. The drawing was done in Noodler’s Black Eel ink with a Pilot Metropolitan fine nib. I enjoyed experimenting with a some new textures in the background and on the mushrooms. This one…

  • Waves

    Prestidigitation “You must be shapeless, formless, like water. When you pour water in a cup, it becomes the cup. When you pour water in a bottle, it becomes the bottle. When you pour water in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Water can drip and it can crash. Become like water my friend.” – Bruce…

  • The Hourglass of Saturn

    Some Questions What if time were a constant governed by a mechanical device? What if somewhere from deep in the pleroma between Indra’s faceted jewel’s there was a perfect machine regulating the flow of immediate experience? How would it function? What would it look like? Some Thoughts The Hourglass of Saturn is a very literal…

  • The Pyramid and the Sphere

    In the valley of the pyramids something waits below the cyclopian monuments. Buried by the ancients preceded by nothing on this planet and forgotten to modernity. It’s surface perfectly smooth worn down by the infinite cycles of the stars. The sphere under the pyramid is a hypothetical, unfalsifiable enigma like Schrodinger’s cat. The question of…

  • The Modern Monk

    Narcissus rising What does it mean to be a modern monk in a house of mirrors?As reality coalesces from the luminiforous aether and the solidity of consensus is established we find ourselves trapped in corporeal space. We are jailed in a bardo of illusion where satisfaction is dangled in front of us like a carrot…

  • Fou-dou Child

    The Muses Few images from the 1960’s counter culture are as enduring and resonant as Jimi Hendrix blasting the crowd at Woodstock ’69 with the oscillating mayhem of his guitar over the PA. Jimi split the wigs of the folkies with his electrified performances and paved the way for a new way of experiencing music.…

  • A Solar Sailor

    Adrift on solar winds Fungus or vegetable, man or machine, what waits in the darkness drifting through vistas of star dotted infinity? How many times will we fail to imagine it and reflect contorted images of ourselves on to it. This is my failed attempt at creating something alien. I imagine it would be partially…

  • The Ship of the Sun

    The Ship of the Sun “We now return our souls to the creator,as we stand on the edge of eternal darkness.Let our chant fill the void,in order that others may know.In the land of the night,the ship of the sun,is drawn by the grateful dead.” The Grateful Dead Long before the internet was available to…

  • The Carrion Crow

    Heigh-Ho the Carrion Crow “A carrion crow sat on an oak,Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do,Watching a tailor shape his cloak;Sing heigh-ho, the carrion crow,Fol de riddle, lol de riddle, hi ding do!” –Mother Goose’s Heigh-Ho the Carrion Crow This drawing was an experiment in texture. The crow was drawn from a…