Hello, I have added images of two paintings from the 2015 Selfie Series. I hope you like them.
Treat Yo Self, 2015
36”x36”
Bombs Photo (Jackie, Emily, Joe the Co), 2015
36”x36”
Treat Yo Self & One Other Addition /
Lila's Book Review of YSF /
“My favorite character was the sewer cat. It was a brief cameo, but I just think the sewer cat could be the purrfect antihero in a sequel, which I will write. I did not care for the characterization of the other cat which gets mentioned, and who cares about the dog. The dog is dumb.”
Coming soon, digital downloads for my self-published debut novel, Your Silent Face.
What lies ahead that doesn’t suck? Summer break forces Stuart Page to return home and wrestle with his fraying ties to the East Side of Flint, his memory an archive of cassettes he would like to erase. His freshman year of college was lame. More early Cure than Spandau Ballet, he might be overheard saying. More Gary Numan than Falco.
Flustered by visits from a stoic viking, fueled by an endless supply of beer, Stu picks apart an obsession with the lead singer of Joy Division and chugs the sour dregs of insecurity as he drunkenly veers through Flint’s blue collar fight culture, summer hook ups, the aftereffects of Old School Catholicism and Reaganomics in Your Silent Face.
Abstract America /
I’m looking at/studying a book called Abstract America right now. I’m intrigued by abstraction, but find it very difficult to pull off.
After taking in the color and composition of a painting within a book, the next consideration I’m drawn to is size.
It’s hard to experiment with abstraction without a wealth of materials: paper, canvas, paint, a generous studio.
Eventually, I get to the intellectual content of a painting. The emotional impact holds a bigger sway over me.
Elizabeth Neel, Sucked Up, 2005
oil on canvas
46x58
Your Silent Face Playlist Release /
Today I’m excited to be releasing a Spotify playlist as a companion to my soon-to-be-self-published novel, Your Silent Face. My hope is that readers will not only be able to enjoy the playlist, but will also be able to use it as 1.) a guide to the musical references within the novel, as well as 2.) the embodiment of what could have passed for the narrator’s ultimate mixtape. Provided below: a link to the playlist and a blurb about Your Silent Face, coming soon.
Coming soon, digital downloads for my self-published debut novel, Your Silent Face.
What lies ahead that doesn’t suck? Summer break forces Stuart Page to return home and wrestle with his fraying ties to the East Side of Flint, his memory an archive of cassettes he would like to erase. His freshman year of college was lame. More early Cure than Spandau Ballet, he might be overheard saying. More Gary Numan than Falco.
Flustered by visits from a stoic viking, fueled by an endless supply of beer, Stu picks apart an obsession with the lead singer of Joy Division and chugs the sour dregs of insecurity as he drunkenly veers through Flint’s blue collar fight culture, summer hook ups, the aftereffects of Old School Catholicism and Reaganomics in Your Silent Face.
I Was Dying Right in Front of Them, but They Couldn't Tear Their Eyes from the Television /
The Muscle Man & Diver series from the early 2000s concentrated on silence, hidden identities, inner struggle and more. I was looking at these images this morning. They are speaking to me again. Some themes are universal, for some people more so than others, it would seem.
“I Was Dying Right in Front of Them, but They Couldn’t Tear Their Eyes from the Television” won Best of Show at the Saginaw Township Annual State of the Arts Exhibition. It was a thrilling moment. The painting lived with my friend, Kristee Pickard, until she passed away from cancer.
acrylic on canvas
60”x48”
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Your Silent Face coming soon /
Coming soon, digital downloads for my self-published debut novel, Your Silent Face.
What lies ahead that doesn’t suck? Summer break forces Stuart Page to return home and wrestle with his fraying ties to the East Side of Flint, his memory an archive of cassettes he would like to erase. His freshman year of college was lame. More early Cure than Spandau Ballet, he might be overheard saying. More Gary Numan than Falco.
Flustered by visits from a stoic viking, fueled by an endless supply of beer, Stu picks apart an obsession with the lead singer of Joy Division and chugs the sour dregs of insecurity as he drunkenly veers through Flint’s blue collar fight culture, summer hook ups, the aftereffects of Old School Catholicism and Reaganomics in Your Silent Face.
Had There Been Else: a New Painting /
It is difficult to try to present an idea or vision without creating a bias. We hold to the idea that alien life forms, or the creation of alien life forms, will arrive in some type of ship. Maybe it is more likely that quantum mechanics will play a part--that they or it will step through a portal or rupture in space. Because there is no experience to rely upon (other than science fiction), I cannot "know" how to describe this event (first contact) without creating a bias. I am likewise aware that in an unknown equation such as this there is generally a coefficient of anxiety or terror: we tend to fear what we do not understand. I think an element of this works its way into The Sublime series, despite my strong desire to present the possibility without informing it. These thoughts are totally different than my concerns with politics (or actually a direct result of my understanding of politics). I realize that my politics reveal my biases, and I accept this. I do not have a problem with it. And I accept that some of these biases will most likely have to change for the betterment of other individuals within society. I am the sum of many ideas--some of them good, some of them flawed. It is all right. Let there be a conversation.
New painting.
Had There Been Else, 2020
acrylic, enamel, oil paintstick & crayon on packing paper
10”x10”
Vibe /
This painting is a synthesis of the vibe in the US after September 11, 2001. It is one of my earliest paintings. All of my paintings from 2001-2002 were focused on this vibe. Many Americans felt anxious, and the feeling was palpable. On this July 4th weekend, it would be great if every person not of color could acknowledge that brown people feel this type of anxiety all the time.
Ping, 2002
spray paint & marker on half of ping pong table
6’x6’
