F O O D F I G H T

One of the strongest memories I have of being a kid during the summer was a large scale food fight that broke out one day during Golf and Tennis camp. It started when a few of the older kids sneaked into the kitchen to scoop up ice balls from the shaved iced machine. This led to half eaten grilled cheeses and ketchup soaked fries being flung in the air. The tennis and golf instructors were overthrown, as there were a handful of them to fifty or so of us. It was total mayhem and one of those empowering childhood moments where you realize the sheer number of you versus the grown-ups allows you to get away with something you wouldn't dare to do by yourself. Nobody could tell who started it, and they weren't going to throw all of us out of camp. It was a win-win, until you got a chocolate shake in the face.

M O T H E R S D A Y

Mothers are incredible creatures. Without any training they perform a highly advanced biological experiment—growing us from tadpoles to infants inside their bellies. This feat is followed by an even more impossible one. They pry themselves open to let us out and shortly go back to looking very normal, as if we’d never been inside them in the first place. But at this point their work is far from over. They have to continue to supervise our growth outside the womb, which requires more than a knack for biology. A person with doctorates in psychology, developmental education, culinary arts, engineering, and nursing might do it easily. But most mothers don’t have those kinds of degrees. Somehow, they manage. Developing superhuman abilities that perplex the world of science: “eyes in the back of my head”, unprecedented arm strength, and the gift of interpreting meaning from silence—just a few of the skills necessity helps them develop to handle us. There’s only one thing about mothering they don’t have to learn, and that is how to love us. They do that from the very start—automatically and unconditionally. This is an image I made for my mom this mother’s day. (Posting it won’t ruin the surprise, as she doesn’t frequent the blogosphere.) Consider it a reminder not to forget your ma, mum, mom, or mommy dearest

S T O R E

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O O D L E S O F D O O D L E S

I'll be in a group show opening next weekend at Tinlark Gallery in Hollywood. The show is called Oodles of Doodles, and below is an image of one of the pieces I'm showing. Eric helped me pull an edition of silkscreens this weekend, and he will be in the show as well. Come see lots of wonderful artwork if you're in town.

Saturday April 24th 7-10pm
Tinlark Gallery
Crossroads of the World

6671 Sunset Boulevard, #1516
Hollywood, CA 90028

^ See Blog Description for why this has taken so long.

A blog, by me, at last. The purpose of this blog will be to share work, findings and ideas.