Thanks Max 2

I love the works of Max Earnst, sometimes I do my version of some of his images. He’s very skilled and I’ve learned a lot especially from his magical compositions. Your eye’s just seem to roll around his pieces, he brings you in and opens up new worlds.

The Weak

Don’t underestimate the weak, they have a capacity to perform well when out of site, when they dance by the corner of your eye. The weak have been gathering in masses, ignored when they’re evolving because of there connection with the shadows, another subject in the matter of disguise and misplaced description. The weak are …

Skull Boom

What can I say ? I like skulls. First because they are what our physical selves are made of (along with other bones)and that they house or brains, which is the most complex and unfortunately occasionally simple organ we’ve got. Secondly because of their vast connotations and macabre distinctions, everyone has a certain feeling or …

Throw away Don’t Eat

All doors and doorways are different. Some you know that lead to sanctuary, some are to heavy and horrifying to open, some are more like holes or burrows, an age old crack splitting a giant gutted tree with centuries of foliage blanketed around the entrance. I’ve seen shadows crawl across the metal doors that led …

A Word with God

I rarely pray, mostly because I don’t believe in any deity or religion. However, I do find myself screaming into the blue at something ineffable, looking for answers, demanding this something to fuck off, to relent, to show it’s face, to stand in front of me so I can kick it in the balls several …

Impaled Skull

A surreal walk in the park over battle fields with strange flora and insects feeding there pleasure and there stomachs. This is dead ground where nothing should flourish but still does. A haunting can not hold life in atrophy, the two poles are at there best when they meet in perfect balance, then you’ve a …

Fuck this Devious Device

What we have here is a laser happy, stressed out extra-terrestrial with a vengeance. A certain device that he picked up on some haphazardly evolutionized planet has been ringing none stop since he collected it. His sanity began to ware and with no patience left he designed this execution. Without the knowledge of whether or …

Shoot untill the ringing stops

This is a part of a small series depicting and alien shooting a telephone, however in art there are cryptic allowances. It is possible that the alien is me and the phone the abyss. It could also be an exaggerated abstraction of the time I demolished a coffee maker. I hadn’t been in the possession …

S.S.R.I. Factory

Thank fuck, the first time I started taking prozaic I was so fucking amazed and I felt great, it’s  just so different, like the rest of your brain shutting on, It doesn’t last, there’s always adjustments, you can’t even see it coming (gradual incline) , one day when it’s not noticed by you or others …