sky cam diptych

April 7, 2009 4:38pm and 7:14pm.



April 23,2009 5:35pm and March 21, 2009 6:44pm.


May 4, 2009 7:14pm and 7:26pm.



April 2, 2009 2:44pm and 3:11pm.


March 23, 2009 6:38pm and April 17, 2009 7:29pm.



May 6, 2009 2:05pm and 4:23pm


May 5, 2009 8:05pm and 8:23pm.



April 4, 2009 7:08pm and April 5, 2009 7:44pm.


April 7, 2009 11:07am and 4:38pm. In the morning the first clouds of a storm begin to move in, by late afternoon you can see rain falling in the distance.


April 4, 2009 10:53pm and May 4, 2009 7:56pm.


May 1, 2009 2:26pm and 6:11pm.


May 5, 2009 11:46am and 11:56am


May 5, 2009 11:58am and 12:58am



May 5, 2009 12:11pm and 12:17pm

I imagine this project will slow down as summer heats up. Even now, every day looks the same. With no rain, clouds, or visible changes in the weather, this becomes a bit boring. Summer is one high pressure ridge after another, a barometer holding steady.

canonize us

This is my first semi-successful landscape painting. I know it may seem that landscapes have little to do with the work I have already done, but in time the ideas will merge. The geographic space we share is what links us all together. The landscape should be seen as a spiritual bond between all people, it should be exalted. Instead we fuck it up. Whatever. Dead bodies lying in grass fields coming soon.

Mothers Day

My grandmother Jeanne is very dear to me. She has influenced my tastes and ideas very much. She is Swedish and has visited my family there, I love to hear stories about the home they have there. She grew up in Santa Cruz, married a man who worked undercover doing secret government business(she was only 17), lived in Germany, and had five children. My mother is the youngest.

She has beautiful ettiquette, likes real mail but knows how to use a computer, and has two great grandchildren. Unfortunately we lost my grandfather suddenly before my little sister was born. I feel very lucky to have memories of him. My grandparents were disaster specialists for the Red Cross and have been all over the world on aid missions. She has been involved in the Red Cross for at least 25 years.

She is Jackie Kennedy to me.

So, on mothers day we always visit her. Here are some shitty iphone pictures of my trip. She showed us all of her china and told us stories about our favorite demitasse cups. Our favorites are from Occupied Japan, from the Wedgewood company, and also the Noritake designs from Japan.

This is part of our family tree, were Viking.


This is a spinning wheel my grandmother brought from our family home in Sweden. As a child it frightened my cousins and I, we saw it as the evil things from Sleeping Beauty.


She has beautiful taste in china. This one is from Occupied Japan. She has many from Japan, England, Finland, Germany, and Sweden.


This is the bottom of a demitasse cup from Japan, this is my favorite.


This is the cup, it's very small and lovely.


This is my grandmother's piano, we love it. My sister and I played it together for a long time.


My grandmother is an avid birdwatcher. This bird feeder has always been there, hummingbirds would come up and drink from it all day long and she would tell us neat facts about them.


She recently found this at her house, the only date inside is written and it says 1916. There was no publishers information, so we called it "emersons zine"


She is a wonderful gardner and her backyard has been a magical place for all her grandkids. Every celebration happens in her gardens. She has a gardenia bush right next to her front door. The smell of gardenias reminds me of saying our hello and goodbyes. I painted this for her.


I also painted this for her. Pears are our mutual favorite fruit.


and this is my sister:

April 11th

I am having an art show at Artifacts on K street in Sacramento, Ca on April 11th, 2009. Please come to it. My Birthday is the 15th, pay your taxes!

I'll shake off your flesh.

I have had a very difficult time sleeping lately. I am not sure why, I don't think it's stress. I feel tired, I get into bed, and I don't go to sleep. I lie awake and think. When I finally fall asleep, I have very vivid, lucid dreams.

I've recently purchased a 1987 BMW 325 a few weeks ago. It's bronze. The interior is black leather and in perfect condition. Even the power windows and locks still work. It has barely 100,000 miles on it, with working speedometer and odometer. Obviously it was someone's baby. I started to hear a very slight, quiet, clank sound while shifting gears. The clutch feels great and I can tell the sound isn't coming from inside the transmission. After two weeks of reading and research I've narrowed it down to a few (non-clutch, non-tranny) possibilities. I am confident that I have the know how to replace my clutch all by myself if necessary!!!

Rob and I are having at art show at the Javalounge in July. It's going to be a musical and visual tribute to Giallo Terrore. Giallo films are characterized by extended murder sequences featuring excessive bloodletting, stylish camerawork and sets, and unusual electronic musical arrangements. I would recommend a Dario Argento or Lucio Fulci movie if you are interested in the genre. These movies aren't particularly violent compared to American slashers, but the murder scenes are drawn out, over the top, and have alot of blood. I've seen a good number of these movies, but Suspiria by Argento is still my favorite. I can watch it with the sound off, it's a beautiful visual journey. If you're more into zombies than check out Fulci's movies. He pretty much invented that archetypal Italian zombie.

I finally gave up on my relationship with my scanner. I have attempted to photograph some of my drawings, though I'm not sure if I'm satisfied with the results. I see depth distortion but much better color.


18"x24" Graphite, ink, and gold leaf on paper.


11"x15" watercolor on paper
This one is on loan from an anonymous patron.