A Dog's Age // New Updates

Wow,
Its been a great deal of time since I have updated this poor, neglected blog. Since the last time I have posted a lot has happened. And maybe one day when I have the proper time to set aside. I will expand on that time lost. But for now I can let you in on this. I am working on a personal collection for the Fall season. I will be hosting an exhibit for it when its complete. If you would like to be put on the invite list. Please leave me a comment on here or just contact me by some other means so you will be put on the list and receive a mailed invite.

I will be posting more progress updates as I get through these pieces.

Stingy Brim

Sometimes I feel as if I let my comrades dictate what my personal opinions are on aspects. Sometimes I can only feel that my comrades are the cold dirty streets, the wet Grey street lamps, the tired one story motel with the vagrants guarding its face. How can I feel so alone in a world giftwrapped in apathy. Why must I feel so mundane like a star studded wash up that has been featured in a redhouse film in a one horse town? This night will consume my good nature. This night will smile with cigarette smoke seeping through its sorry teeth, looking down at me with searing hawk eyes. Sharp as a tack and with grit it waits for a rise. But this hard soul has seen too much and been bruised in too many one sided brawls to feel anything anymore. So as he breathes his harsh winds into my face, reeking of cold and nicotine. I will turn my back to him. And continue to trudge onwards down that lonesome, wet asphalt. Yeah, this night is cold. But its all that I will ever know. For in my life, when the love has come and gone. Where the familar face will age and fade. This dence, Blackened over street remains for me to nurse on. And when it is my end, I will be kissed by the night one last time, and that ever consulting avenue will be paved over me like everyone else. Can you hear that dusk rousing saxaphone playing just for me? Goodnight ever embracing night. You have done so much to mold a hardened city slicker. And for that I will forever be in debt to the city lights.

Redhouse.

This whole weekend was grand,
This last Friday I have have reach the twenty-third year in this trip. Now feeling a little older, a little wiser, bitter, jaded, alone and yet collected I have come to terms that waiting for the simple inevitable will never come. Good memories with the ones you care about and the merits can only come through self efforts. These days are ours. Act according.

A lot of you are wondering what and where I have been in the last three months or so. Well to make the explanation short and simple as possible. My mother, the women that bared me life has passed away a couple weeks ago and naturally I have sealed myself off to the world in order to let this scar heal over enough to face the outside once more. Looking back now on the final moments of her life and the time spent I have realized that my life while filled with friends and fond memories has been taken for granted by yours truly. How could I have known my life and my thoughts on it would take such a twisted turn by an event like this? How could I have known that with her passing it transcend a bridge to further connect to the ones in my life that really care if I come and go. I did not, But that was the kind of person she was. She was always looking out for the best interests of other before her own. And even through her death she has still managed to guide me through even the darkest dusk. How I will miss her until forever ends. And when my fate meets the same, I can only be so fortunate to meet her again.

Maria Adelaida Gomez
03.18.60 - 04.19.09
"Some other place, some other time"

Destroy All Calendars.

Finally done. This one was a tough one at the end. Mainly the little guys on there was the bane of this job. That was an idea that I suddenly came up with midway through the piece. So I honestly didn't know how it was going to come out. I am just glad that risk did not compromise the rest of the piece. Overall I am pretty excited about this work and how it is going to be used for an awesome record (Run with the Hunted's new EP). Enjoy.

In the Name of Progression.

So close to being done I can taste it. Spent a good two solid hours on it today before my hand started to cramp up. More posting will be in store soon enough. Hang tight avid bloggers.

Riot Coming.

More progress was reached today. I am proud on how fast this is coming along. And how easy this time around my vision is translating onto my medium. So the top have is almost done. Still need to complete the smoke clouds and whatnot and then, I can move onto the bottom portion of this cover art. So excited to see how this is going to turn out. Stay tuned...

Rain Can't Stop This Bleeding Pen Playlist
The Appleseed Cast "Low Level Owl Vol.1" Lp
Elliot Smith "New Moon" Lp
The Breeders "Pod" Lp
Iron and Wine "Jezebel" Ep
The Appleseed Cast "The End of the Ring Wars" 2xLp
Blue Oyster Cult "Agents of Fortune" Lp
The Smashing Pumpkins "Siamese Dream" Lp

New Artwork Completed // More Work in Progress.

So I am rolling out art jobs like nobody's business in the last two weeks. I finished the artwork for The Final Burden. And now I am working on the Run with the Hunted artwork/layout for their "Destroy all Calendars" Ep that is soon to be out. I am working on this on all my extra hours of the day. It might not look like much, but this is actually the 4th and final draft of this concept and I am really satisfied on how it coming out. Now that I have the general outline for what I want laid out. The rest is easy sailing. Check out the final product on that Final Burden work below.