came across some old photos of paintings i have loitering on the walls + corners + floors. the psychic said i needed to embrace my art and that it would take me places, like new york or something, which is funny b/c that's the last place i'd want to go. heh! anyhow, enjoy!
i'd like to think my paintings are along the lines of klimt's "adele"...ha! i just made myself laugh, but seriously this shit is hot! well worth the fight (as illustrated in the rape of europa)!
roos:
this is what roos started out as, but i fucked up: (i should have stuck it out)
chernobyl:
dish: (this one lives in our bathroom)
last but not least, hope: