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I need to re-learn how to write. I'm not a reporter but I feel as if what I put down in words and pictures here lean toward a statement of the facts. In my head I sound like Patton Oswalt with all the different voices and expressive language but when I read the words I've written they sound like Sargent Joe Friday from Dragnet. Look that one up. Classic deadpan almost expressionless delivery. That's how I sound to myself. I think it's just laziness on my part. I'll type things in on my phone even as I can feel it exchanging the information I put in for arthritis being put out into my cramping fingers. So I keep things short. I hear the new I-phone is larger, no problem here! I'll just buy my pants according to how big the pockets are. What? these floods I'm wearing? Yeah they look funny but they have great pockets! You never hear that as a selling point do you? So many possibilities, maybe get pants that have portals for more pockets or pocket extensions so I can stuff an extra pare of shoes in them! Or insulated pockets with a crisper to keep my veggies fresh? Of course there needs to be at least one USB port... And now we see how my paintings begin. That's my idea now, no one else do refrigerated pockets!  Sitting in a coffee shop doodling out an idea. I want to explore this pose with some different compositions. Roggie modeled for this one. As I drew while drinking drinking a mocha latte some tourists looked over my shoulder. Next thing I knew I had a whole family looking at my sketchpad. I had been on a coffee run in the West 4th St area on MacDougal St. Of all the places I draw in this is the area that it's more likely people will approach me about what I'm drawing.  Last week I played golf with friends. A wonderful time! Mainly because this is how we score golf, no matter what par is we put down "check" we played that hole. We are sharks on the links I tell ya! Melonie, Serene, and I had a blast. Scotch, cigars, and Gershwin, followed the the next day by hangover, golf and a little less scotch. Serene played some of the classical pieces she knew on the piano in the bar the first night we arrived. I'd highly recommend Shawnee on the Delaware resort. The hotel was was built in 1911, beautifully kept and you could feel the history. Plus they bang you over the head with all the celebrities from it's heyday in the 30's and 40's. I think fall began in the area somewhere between the 7th and the 14th holes. I noticed the leaves on the trees in the beginning stages of turning yellow and orange. We even saw a wooly bear caterpillar on the back nine just before teeing off. I wish I had seen a few more pars, well, just one would have been great! 
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So far I've sold s bunch of pieces from the show. I had a nice hang out with my curator, Erica, in the gallery at Last Rites. I talked to a few people here and there. My neighbor Crystal brought her father and another friend and we talked pretty late into the afternoon. 
Several weeks since the opening at Last Rites. I've been catching up on some illustration assignments. I participated in a paint jam with David Stoupakis and Paul Booth. Drove around New Jersey and Pennsylvania in a '65 Shelby Cobra with my girl. Stopped for hookah and then scotch. Here is a link to the photos of the opening. 
The paintings seemed to be enjoyed by everyone I talked to at the opening. If anyone didn't like them they politely didn't feel the need to tell me which is cool because I never feel the need to tell someone at their show that I don't like something. Professional courtesy. You could screw up a sale being public like that and I don't like messing with people's income! I choose to believe the show was successful since at this time almost half the show has sold! I'm looking forward to the next show already. 
Framing.
My show on the fire escape as it was being sealed.
'65 Shelby Cobra. Our ride for the weekend.
Molly and I relaxing the day after the opening.
Moving on. Up or down to be determined.
The show is up, the paintings are hung, people came, and now we've all went. Thankyou to everyone that came out for the opening... if anyone from the opening actually reads this. I grabbed Molly, a nice bottle of Taliskers 18, a '65 Ford Shelby Cobra and drove out to the Pocono region the next day. awesome next day. 
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CalendarJUNE
Opening at MF Gallery 213 Bond St. Brooklyn, NY JUNE 15, 6-10pm Please look over the Prints page and get them all. Have a good Easter/Passover or month. Now is a good time to commission a portrait or purchase some physical art for the winter! If you'd like to commission me for a painting... Portraits with my surreal aesthetic only. The face you have and my paint brushes! Estimated turnaround 3 months. Shorter will cost more. Contact me now. Last Rites Gallery 325 W. 38th Street, between 8th & 9th Ave, NYC: (212) 529.0666
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