wind and water

tren brothers "angel #1"


karen dalton "it hurts me too"

just some steady rain jammin for the people.
new age thursday is the new new age tuesday.

which wich

i spend a lot of my time reading books about politics and philosophy. then i do drawings that articulate my thoughts about the subjects. this is obviously about the frightening rise of the Chicago School of disaster capitalism in US foreign policy with a vague reference to alan watt's version of the vedanta. obviously. except for the snake. he's just there to hang out and party.

coastal blow

this is a drawing i did for a show in big sur that never quite got made into a poster. so i changed it into an imaginary big sur travel poster. it would be fun to do a bunch for all the good spots left in california. or indiana. i would do a giant pork tenderloin sandwich with micheal jackson on top of it for indiana. coming soon.

vision

holy crap! they're gonna turn alcatraz into logan's run!
i just wish this would happen again.

sooperstition

do you stop and pick up pennies that are heads up?
do you walk under ladders?
do you give the evil eye?
do you avoid the black cat?
it's real, man.
i was walking to get a burrito today and i picked up a penny (head's up of course) and i said to myself, "if this penny is real, the people walking in front of me will not go in the burrito shop ahead of me", thus making me wait longer. but they went in. the penny was bunk. but then, waiting in line, i changed my order at the last minute and ate a delicious taco, my new favorite food at the burrito store. so, despite my attempt to test the power of the coin, the penny turned out to be good luck and gave me the gift of a taco decision. the moral of the story is, take the luck as it is given, friends, and don't put your own desires ahead of what the world has in store. what you thought was gonna be a short wait in line will turn out to be a patience-building exercise in mexican food diversity.
i am available for seminars and demonstrations at your local community center or school function. price: one million dollars.

(above image is from the LP "horus" by the impossible shapes, drawn by myself in the year 2003)

thunderbrooooom

man, i've been busy.
but not so busy that i can't freak out on a firehose tape while blazing across the bay bridge with a buddy and tweaking on some bummer zen haiku. but really, how great was firehose? i got this tape at dk skateshop in kokomo indiana. they had a really scary sheet metal vert ramp in the back of a bowling alley. i think i was 14 or something. this is a nostalgia trip, but dang: watt forever! i will now commence wearing a beret daily (for bummer zen) and learning how to stroke the boomstik with flair (for jamming econo).
get to work!
(also, nice how they wrote "firehouse" on the video title.)
also this:


i skated downtown indianapolis for like 8 years or something and i never found those banks he's skating. but i did drop in on a lot of dirt piles.

invisible

tail of the whale

yourself when you are real

this is basically what it's all about.

all i care about is babies

things that are great:
-julius
-friends
-long hair and a beard
-fighting the power
-smooth grooving
-sweaters
-cookies
-creation
-words
-a jar of fur
-rocksteady
-gee voucher
-moma
-nerding
-fonts
-messing up
-2008

nugget

on sunday afternoon i was walking down haight street by the park and a girl in a cape looked me in the eye and said, "are you looking for nuggets?" and i thought to myself, "why yes. yes i am." soul nuggets, man. also we were right in front of mcdonalds and i thought how great it would be if she was selling bootleg chicken mcnuggets.

shoo goo

if you wear these, it's like walking on a whisker.

indian style

more oldness.

evan

my connection to evan was brief but, as everyone who knew him can understand, meaningful. he lived in the same place as myself between tours and travels. mostly i remember being woken up at 3 in the morning to him and gram singing country songs in the kitchen. and on more than one occasion when i would go out there to tell them to pipe down, i was treated with a frosty can of beer and a smile or a hug. i can't remember seeing him without a smile or a song or making someone else laugh or sing. the world is so small, and i know so many people in california, indiana, illinois, and texas who are profoundly affected by his life and his death. we need to appreciate each and every one of us while we are around.

evan's lounge forever.

Bloomington comes together to celebrate the life of Evan Farrell on Sunday, January 20th with a memorial service at the Buskirk-Chumley Theater and a benefit concert at the Bluebird Nightclub.

Evan Farrell was a musician best known for his time with the Japonize Elephants and Rogue Wave. Over the holiday break he flew out to San Francisco for a reunion with the Japonize Elephants and suffered fatal injuries from smoke inhalation in an apartment fire. He is survived by his wife Jill and two sons. He was an integral part of many lives in Bloomington, from fellow musicians, to handymen, to people who met him over drinks and laughs at the bar. The service and benefit concert are a chance for Bloomington to pay tribute to a man that meant so much to so many.

The memorial service will be held on Sunday, January 20th from 3-5pm at the Buskirk-Chumley Theater and will feature speakers and other special tributes. The benefit concert will begin at the Bluebird Nightclub at 5pm with refreshments and a screening of several short films and home movies of Evan. The concert will feature performances by The Hollows, Kentucky Nightmare, Thousand Arrows, Golden Gram (from Rogue Wave, who was also in the fire), Merrie Sloan and Toby of Crooked County, Drakkar Sauna, and the Japonize Elephants. A silent auction will also be held with items donated from local businesses and individuals as well as artists and musicians from across the country. The outpouring of support has been amazing.

Admission is open donation allowing friends and well-wishers the opportunity to donate as much as they are able. All proceeds benefit the family of Evan Farrell.

Online donations are being accepted via paypal here.

dream hut

eternal

Q: dude, what were you doing in austin? i don't understand.
A:

here's part one...



and part two...



but you know, it's one continuous thing, right? in general.
(thanks minardi for helping figure out the internet video system)

archival revival

everything i am making right now is secret.
so i'm digging through the furthest expanses of the computer cave for stuff to put up here.

this is an early version of the shirt i drew for thomas campbell's sprout deal. i think this was during my heavy plants-as-facial-hair period.


and then this, which was just for its own sake:

yr dental is mental

my bros frank and david have a big deal art show in a week or two. look to your right and you will see a link to their blog called ribbons. anyway, it will be great, as the small peek i've had has been stellar and enough to make me rethink what it means to go big in 2008. this shit will be so big it will be invisible.

deets:
ENTER THE CENTER
at the Eleanor Harwood Gallery
1295 Alabama Street at 25th Street, SF

Saturday, JANUARY 26th
Opening Reception (including the release of our new book "enter the center" and screening of our new video album, the "treeVD")
6-10pm

also, these events at the gallery in celebration:
Saturday, FEBRUARY 2nd
WHITE RAINBOW
LUCKY DRAGONS
a CLASSICAL INDIAN ENSEMBLE

Saturday, FEBRUARY 9th
BRENDAN FOWLER (BARR)
POCAHAUNTED
ARP

doors at 7:30pm, shows at 8pm, $8 at the door to support these stupendous performers.

it's called going off, man.

let love be the reason

found an old sketchbook.


lost a new one (anybody fly american airlines? don't. it's jinxed. lost my bag forever and my sketchbook full of secrets and solutions.)


anyway, back to reminding yourself of things you thought about 2 years ago.

son of pipe jackson

pipe jackson

shameless.

come home, marcel, all is forgiven

if you're reading this, take 10 seconds and send a telepathic lazer beam that says: "Marcel, go home." this little dude has been gone for a week and it's very upsetting for all concerned. concentrate. send your thoughts into space and tell this guy to come home.

note to my future self

i often times right little notes to myself. words or pictures that will remind me of an idea or a thing to do. more often than not, i read these notes or look at these pictures and i think to myself,"what the hell was i thinking about? what does this mean?" that's when the good stuff comes out. you imagine what you must have thought, and it turns into something else. you're inspiring yourself. the snake is eating it's tail. i drew these notes to myself when i was on a plane. i can't remember what it was about. but it must be important, not just to me, but the world.

"phone's ringin', dude"

for the last week, every night before i go to sleep, i watch 15 minutes of The Big Lebowski. i am now convinced that it is a masterpiece of american cinema.
and now honeybear let me borrow this amazing companion.


believe it.

dots

illustration for the rubies record.
dudes, i'm sorry if i made you look stupid when i drew your face. i can't help it.

knew NRG

erik bluhm is one of my favorite artists. his collages are stunning and they need to be seen in person for real. if you live in LA or close you should go to this. erik is a super dude and knows a lot about a lot of things. go! so much good art happening in los angeles this month. i smell another car rental approaching. pt cruisin' for life!


Erik Bluhm - "Cooperate With The Energy And Anything That Happens"
12 January—9 February 2008
Reception for the artist on Saturday, 12 January from 7—10 pm

For this show at David Patton Los Angeles, Bluhm will present a number of medium and large-scale collages. The images form symbols and shapes or, as Bluhm describes them, "iconic images and shapes that are forms identifiable as significant, yet only inherently. They withhold too much to qualify as concretely vital, yet in their shapes and designs are embedded the often thorny markers of being, sometimes cryptically representative, sometimes transparent and spiritual."

David Patton
Los Angeles
5006 1/2 York Boulevard
Los Angeles, California
90042

killer

i am in this new zine called KILLER from down under. i would call it a zine, but it's really like a book. thick and bound all nicely.


look at these people in this thing. i would show their stuff, but i don't know if i'm allowed to. don't want to step on any toes or anything. but it's pretty much all great.


here's my spread.


old friends.


look, danielle: that thing that is up on your cabana wall is in this book, too.

this is not from new zealand, but that is my number one fantasy travel destination. hanging with marsupials and hobbits. wombat city.

also be sure to read the mike watt tour diary i have added to the links to the right. kaisle hipped me to this thing and now i am hooked on it. fly the flannel, brothers and sisters.

autumn in january

things to do:
-talk on the phone with far away friends
-get going


-rise above


-savor the flavor!

also:
i swear to god i'll do some new drawings or something soon.


this is from about 3 years ago. i think i'm going to return to the orignal idea of inspirational animal cut-outs. minus the other big stuff.

predictions

this new year will contain the following:


new creatures


feeling it


mystery piles


wild in the streets

open the gate!