Dense, vertical mixed-media collage, roughly portrait orientation, built from many translucent layers of paint, scanned paper, ink and faint photographs. The left half of the image is a cool teal/blue-green wash; the right half shifts to saturated magenta, purple and crimson — the two zones bleed and overlap in the center so colors mingle into deep indigo and rust. Over the washes are gestural black ink strokes and a loose architectural grid: vertical and horizontal bars, ladder-like scaffolding and thin lines that suggest schematic diagrams or stage rigging. Near the top center a shallow, bowl-shaped silhouette with a spiky crown rests like a minimalist altar or vessel; thin drips run downward from it. Layered into the color are dozens of small, partially obscured details: a circular sunburst or compass motif toward the lower left, delicate botanical line drawings, faint ledger-style numbers, geometric patterns, and repeated looping scribbles. Fragmentary photographic fragments and portraits appear — a cropped face and a small figure — but they are blurred and ghostlike, never clearly identifiable. Handwritten script, stenciled letters and fragments of printed text float through the composition; a legible block of type on the left reads: “EVER TRIED / EVER FAILED / NO MATTER / TRY AGAIN / FAIL AGAIN / FAIL BETTER,” set amid other word fragments and scattered letters. Textures range from soft watercolor blooms to gritty scratches and painterly smears; there are areas of concentrated paint splatter and areas that look like rubbed charcoal or pencil. Visual motion runs diagonally and vertically — the eye is pulled from the dense teal lower left up toward the bowl at the top and then across the hot magenta field on the right. The overall mood is dreamlike, turbulent and contemplative: a collage of memory, instruction and emblematic marks that feels like a layered inner map — intimate and enigmatic rather than literal.

EVER TRIED / EVER FAILED / NO MATTER / TRY AGAIN / FAIL AGAIN / FAIL BETTER

Poem by Samuel Beckett Worstward Ho

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A Scream of Madness Inside Dreams of boats, blood, and dancing the jitterbug under the pale moonlight of the setting sun of the imperialism of US A dense, multilayered digital collage centers on a ghostly human face that emerges from beneath washes of turquoise, indigo, magenta, and bruised violet. The face—life-sized, slightly turned to the right—reads like a faded photograph pressed under translucent paint: an intense, weary eye near the upper left quadrant, a softened nose and mustache implied by shadow, and a mouth half-hidden by overlapping textures. Across and around the portrait, quick black ink sketches, looping scribbles, and stamp-like circular seals repeat in messy registers: tiny boat-like doodles, schematic wheels, triangular motifs, and cartoonish masks. Some marks resemble nautical charts or ledger entries; others read as frantic handwritten notes and childish cartoons layered on top of one another. Color fields collide—cool sea-greens at left shift into electric pink and crimson at right—creating a sense of tide and tideline; a vertical band of deeper purple slices the image, like a bruise at the center. Fine diagonal lines and smudged grid elements cut across the portrait, suggesting both movement and containment. Splashy red stains and smeared magentas evoke blood or spilled paint; small white scratches and haloed highlights feel like moonlight striking dirty glass. Implied figures and gestural marks toward the top and right suggest dancers or puppet-like bodies mid-jitterbug, their limbs reduced to energetic strokes rather than anatomies. The overall mood is restless and overheated: an inner scream contained beneath bureaucratic stamps, nautical fantasies, and carnival scrawl. The composition balances intimacy (the up-close face) with the crowded public (repeated marks like official seals and charts), producing an uneasy dreamscape where memory, violence, and absurd celebration crash into one another beneath a false, theatrical moon.

A Scream Of Madness Inside Dreams of boats, blood, and dancing the jitter bug under the pale moonlight of the setting sun of the imperialism of US.

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"Breadcrumbs" vlp 2025
Mixed media, acrylic on masonite, layered bas relief.
My newest piece, at Super Wonder Gallery this Fri & Sat; an immersive Fairy Tale show, INTO THE WOODS!

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Demons, Witches and Succubi
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Back to something: My usual, welp drew this for a friend who is into monster girls especially the SCP-Mal0.
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June 6 2024. GALVA KNIGHT x MECHA KAIJU
a version of instagram.com/vaughncoleman 's GalvaKnight taking on a mechanical Kaiju Head-On in a decisive battle of power #phenomenovafanart #indiecomic #rebeloasis #indiecomicbook #americancomics #comics #thunderclap #layerart #Krita #dynamiclines

You like my heart?

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Hunting Season is open all year round with this project!

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Attention Brides-to-Be: Today is your day at the The Bricks Venue Center in Cherry Valley for their extravagant Wedding Expo!

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