M. Monroe
Posted: November 18, 2019 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentWe are all a little obsessed with her, don’t lie.
11.17.19 Pencil and chinese ink on Fabriano, 30″x25″
Stem Cells Smell like Tomato Soup
Posted: November 16, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentcancer: the mistress no one wanted
Daylight Savings
Posted: November 10, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentOil on Lenox – “Boyd”
Hair Loss and Luggage
There’s a heavy silence lingering in the air
Fire toothed trees torch the grey skies in protest
We all know what comes next
Pressure on my chest as I notice the birds aren’t there to witness my labored breathing
I hate the sound of my thighs rubbing their fabric together as I push
Pull and
Gather
What’s left of a garden once well loved
Heavy boots sink into freezing mahogany mud while I dig
The friction between shovel and earth is a familiar sensation
They played bagpipes at my grandfathers funeral
Stars and Stripes and wood against grass and Irish poetry I didn’t understand
The potatoes are rotten this year
They pus green and smell like hospital beds
Perhaps we waited too long for the task at hand
Or the wet summer drowned their defenses
Or maybe it just wasn’t meant to be
I dig and blister my hands in the still air
Jolting every time I hit a rock
Waking my hibernating mind
“Stay here” the rock says
“Why?” I respond
“Because there’s work to do” it replays
“And if you don’t prove the whole crop is waste, no one will believe you”
Sep portraits
Posted: September 3, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentWorked on these tonight. Big ole holiday weekend for me!
Closing of Philadelphia Summer Exhibition
Posted: July 25, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentHave I made it? Nope. But I’m not stopping. My biggest show to date and I’m damn proud of myself. I roatated 15-20 pieces over the course of June and July including large scale oils.
**SOLD** oil on Lenox “seventy times 7”
“Another body for your inbox” oil on Lenox 24″x40″
“Summer Horse” oil on canvas. Ballpark 36″x48″
Can’t remember what I named this one. Ink on Arches. Ballpark 20″x20″
The Faces Lost in our Moments
Posted: September 10, 2016 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentIn process. Photos were sent to me privately. Photos that haunt the subject because of their state of mind and internal struggle. Oil on Lenox.
Firenze: The city that owns my brush and therefore my heart
Posted: June 24, 2016 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a comment5+ weeks later and here I am: the last night in my student apartment alone in the summer heat of Florence. This city owns my art making and without it, I simply don’t exist.
A fellow Skidmore Alumni, Alex Salerno, and I won the awards for Best Student Artwork. She is headed to Parsons in the fall to start her MFA. I will be applying to schools for my MFA shortly after. We shared a large studio and became close over the course of our stay. I look forward to seeing her work develop in the future. We share the same Skidmore faculty mentor who was a visiting professor with us at SACI. All three of us celebrated art making tonight by eating pizza and drinking house red at a local place where English is still a foreign language.
All oils from my time here…each about 24″x40″ on Fabriano. Last two are a few meters in width and height on canvas.
“Carriage Horse”
Analog photography and mixed media:
“Untitled” – silver gelatin fiber print
“Wall Study” – liquid light emulsion on Fabriano canvas paper
“Walls 2” – mixed media on Fabriano rag paper
There’s always more…I need to take better photographs.
I board a plane in a few hours and head back to the pre 2016 US election chaos. God have mercy on our idiot American souls.
Florence Ballerinas
Posted: June 12, 2016 Filed under: Art, Uncategorized Leave a commentOil on Fabriano. About 36″x51″. I have been writing about my work. It’s been surreal,to say the least.
I deface the canvas with layers. Covering what was once there- society doesn’t want to see it. They want to see beautiful ballerinas dancing for them. Isn’t it wild that a lifestyle full of sacrifice and pain is presented as such? They will never be perfect. Neither will I. Yet we still torture ourselfs in fools hope.
Florence Week 2
Posted: June 2, 2016 Filed under: Art, Horses, Uncategorized Leave a comment
Carriage horse under painting off of a photograph I took. I watched this guy try to bite the heads off tourists. My new hero.
Working on combining my photos with painting. It’s been frustrating to say the least.
Started a oil of Icon. Andalusian colt I worked with over the winter. I love him