accumulating pain.
Toronto. October 10th, 2023.
The more we come to understand our world, the more we are dogged by a powerlessness of our own design. An accumulating pain.
Nothing worse.
Toronto. October 4th, 2023.
They look us in the eye and tell us nothing has got worse. The ground falls out from under them and they smile defiantly.
drawing time.
Toronto. September 24th, 2023.
On the rails of time, we draw it closer; bend it as far as possible. But it has only one direction and no destination.
here comes future.
Toronto. September 22nd, 2023.
If not a deathwish, then what we wish for is an end. A waypoint, an unburdening, and the chance to burden ourselves anew.
Sometimes simple is best. A quick face sketch on a ripped piece of packaging paper, that I have stuck in my journal.
With everything that's going on right now in the world, #art is the one thing that consistently makes me happy. I've also chosen to express only uplifting messages in my art.
Here's my latest video tutorial.
swept.
Toronto. March 2nd, 2024.
We are so easily swept from the game board when nature sees we've cheated.
becoming the same.
Toronto. February 7th, 2024.
All of the pain and effort required for personal transformation, and we have only managed to become the same. Some of us got worse.
Rabbit in the Grass II.
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22 x 30 inches, shellac and charcoal on paper