Beauty for Lost Loves

"The Path of Intuition" 24" x 24" acrylic/krylon on gallery wrapped canvas

Well, there it is. What I've been filling my hours with daily of late. This is the second canvas in the "Path of" series...if you'll remember this little guy is the predecessor:

"The Path of Fruitfulness" 24" x 24" acrylic/krylon on gallery wrapped canvas

And they both come hot on the heels of the one who started it all:

"The World of Traceable Ghosts" 30" x 40" acrylic/krylon on gallery wrapped canvas

It looks like a new little body of work is slowly coming together!

I've been getting asked to participate in a lot of art shows lately and unfortunately I have all my work tied up and have no other work to show. This means it's time to paint my ass off....even more than I've already been doing...which has already been full throttle! Luckily I have ideas flowing through me now like a hot current. A lot of this recent work has been spawned by strange dreams I've been having. Glow in the dark white snails, giant bugs...I don't know why they come to me in my dreams but I take them as gifts and put them on canvas. In the really, real world I've been losing friends and people I love to disease and painting helps me not fall into the pit of sadness. I feel like I must put beauty back into the world where it is lost.

I made a little instagrammy of my fruit bat. He is the source of inspiration for the title "Path of Intuition", because bats are blind and rely on their intuition and excellent skills they are able to survive. Actually I dedicate this little bat to my friend, fellow artist and blogger Amy Willis who is slowly losing her eyesight. She writes a blog "There Is Beauty in Chance" and you can check out her art there as well.

And I want to give props to the friends who make it worthwhile for me...the ones who care enough to communicate how much they like my work! Sometimes I can't even get someone to tell me if the mailman delivered the piece they bought. :O Come on world, take a second to care! My friend Natan has been collecting my stuff for the past couple of years and made these cool little photos and plastered them on my facebook wall to remind me of my old friends he has collected. : ) This really made my day. There are a few more, I'll share throughout the week. And also my friend Billy Coleman who always shows me where my piece is hanging at his place:

Billy also has my print for "Traceable Ghosts" in a dope frame and mat. Also a shout out to ARTBOT 138 who has really been an awesome friend to me. I painted him a tiny R2D2 (he has a collection to rival anyones!) and he actually kissed it when he saw it. Aw! That's some love!

R2-Wee2

Ok, time to get the hive abuzz with work. Just wanted to take a moment to appreciate the support and friendship. Put something beautiful into the day!

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