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Ft. Worth Weekly ft. Fringe Gallery Exhibition May 2013

View the article online here: https://www.fwweekly.com/2013/05/15/gallery-47/


“Urban Bull”- 2013, acrylic and wax on canvas
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Veteran’s Day Art Competition 2009

I found this from my Junior year of high school in 2009, was blessed to be the winner of this ‘Southlake Carroll Veteran’s Day Art Competition”

“Pledge to Lady Liberty” \\ 16 x 20 – acrylic on canvas, 2009

I was obliged to give a speech at the award ceremony during the ‘Veteran’s Day’ pep rally. I saluted and walked off the stage since I knew they would rather see the picture than hear me talking about it. Sometimes the frame can bring out a mood or more profound statement by monumentalizing the picture plane. I always have been drawn to the play of middle red and blue, like the colors of 3d glasses.

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Zen Deco Bungalow Remodel

I recently finished remodeling my +650 sq. ft. bungalow with a new style I created called “Zen Deco”, which combines the art deco style of 1920s &30s with a Zen Shinto shrine aesthetic. These are a few preparation drawings and floor plans I drew during the project.

My artsist studio with final sealer/varnish on floors – Aug. 2022
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“Spirt Ranch”

// poem dedicated to John Milton (1608-1674)

The Tower was high,

The Beast was low,

So many cases and hexes,

Sometimes its hard to reap what you sow…

The love in my soul burns,

Yet temptations often take a turn,

A scorned falling from grace,

gotta keep riding, can’t stay in one place…

The devil was in the tower above,

I saw Aces and Magickians burning in desire,

Fighting this beef out in the street,

I had to kill something they needed to eat….

Take the cattle with the cows,

Killing them softly wondering how,

Serving them straight off my gun,

From the nightly shadows with Demons they run…..

A dagger twists in blood and ice,

curses to Sheva in another sacrifice,

These images painted upon my soul,

not ever quite in love but just an endless fold,

It was in these shadows,

I found these jems,

The strangers made lines,

The shadows twisted together with time.