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Brother Sister project, my brother Erik and I created these records for Mr. Velez

It was a studio lock-down kinda weekend- it was too cold to be outside playing and I had lots of work to do so I knocked out some commission stuff that needed doing.
First up was dogs, dogs , dogs! These are painted on records with acrylic, fun pet portraits for my friend Chuck. (Sioux B is a pretty shy dog)

Buddies! Caspar and Mason on a vinyl record

Then it was on to the Brother Sister project I hadn't had a chance to get to in all the holiday craziness and bronchitis fun. My brother designed out the skull and lettering and did most all the work on the blue disc, I did the red disc using his designs a little more simplified and combined you have our two distinct styles- mines a little sweet and his has a little menace to it- a good sweet n sour combo if you ask me! He excels at that lettering! Today is ship day and I'm excited to get these to their proper homes. 
I have been experiencing those horrible pains I get from time to time. They are debilitating. I only hope I am at home when they hit and if I'm not I make a beeline for my house because it is tear wrenching horrible murderous pain that makes me crawl into a ball for for about 45 minutes trying to do deep breathing and praying to the Naproxen God to make it stop NOW. The pains were a reminder that I had atypical cells at my last screening, in 6 months I go back to see if it's developed into something sinister and that my resolution this year was to put HEALTH first. Today it's all about the produce and chopping, steaming and sauteeing veggies and prepping for the weeks meals.
Starting on a David Bowie disc for a customer then it's on to Carol Borland
Gothic beauty...
These along with the stack of glam records I need to paint and I'll be pretty busy all week in the vinyl department. And this is how I start my Monday- with a clear view of all that must be done and a resolve to see it through. Have a great one everybody!




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