false spring
was everything
and nothing
just the hot sun
seventy, degree
face lit
seen, rarity
endless january
santa ana wind, leaving me
thinking i could stand outside
in the night
all
night
long
when i needed to get home
false spring
was everything
and nothing
just the hot sun
seventy, degree
face lit
seen, rarity
endless january
santa ana wind, leaving me
thinking i could stand outside
in the night
all
night
long
when i needed to get home
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fuck pickleball, fuck pickleball forever
I don’t know If they started It or
If I started It but It’s harder to go home
than it is to be In a crowded room and that’s what I thought I wanted
and now I just want some grass
to touch that isn’t caged.
FUCK PICKLEBALL
AND FUCK PICKLEBALL FOREVER
glitter, recklesness, oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick,
glitter on inkjet on archival panel
40x30
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you aim. i ignite. dark sea
enlightened by empathy.
alive when I work with you.
in your absence too
makes it hurt less.
thank you st. tic tac toe.
fight you next round, always around
I don’t fight but I could fuck a bitch
with a butter knife slop sonnet
for you. astroturf
reprieve in my oceanic grieving
made with jimmy mccaffrey
power hour
recklessness, oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick,
on inkjet
on archival panel
30x40
Variable edition of 5
$4600
made with jimmy mccafffey
drank too much oceanic grief
and now I’m trying to light it on fire. burn the old me. yes I’ve changed
yes I’m better - yes I’m worse
I broke a painting in Australia
and I tore her down.
left her in the jungle.
with a book and an iPhone
satellite, all alone
vignette as remembering the feeling
of finding yourself on a flash sheet
recklessness oil on panel, crayon, pencil,
lipstick, on inkjet on archival panel
40x40
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$4900
my shadow got longer. I was ten feet tall
and the whole street knew my name.
they knew I painted the whole street.
paper clowns, acura drove into a house
my mind’s first house
your fifth column
are both pink now.
i think they’re haunted
should we burn them down?
felt more when it was just pretend
glitter, recklesness, oil, acrylic, opncil, lipstick,
glitter on inkjet on archival panel
40x30
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was it the penthouse or the safety
or maybe
the distance of the unknown
or fuck
fucking
my heart, in the dark,
alone
was the
thirst
first
or
the trappings?
reaping sown
the skyline of forgetting
glitter
recklessness, oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick,
glitter on collaged inkjet on archival panel
40x40
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I felt like I could be myself - so I wanted this. This flower to bloom. and I tried and I tried and I tried. I found It cracked. I put It back together. The ghost of a flower blooms in my room in the sun and I think about how you could have had everything and we just leave with nothing. We could have had it all but you blew it.. the collage aged and I bimbo scaled It. made a monument for a tiny argument. you wore it out. you walk out loud and proud.
heart constructed by painter's tape,
the basis of forgetting
recklessness, oil on panel, crayon, pencil, \
lipstick,
on inkjet on archival panel
40x30
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$4750
sleight of hand (fantasy off the edge)
beauty saved me. more than life abject
reality.if i am pretty i do not hate the
city but the city hates me.
the jewelry. I made promises to myself
on my skin
I’d always say please baby.
no sins only permissions
I’d never pretend. I want to be mine.
I never had me- of course I blame me.
sleight of hand (fantasy off the edge)
glitter, recklessness, oil, acrylic, pencil,
lipstick,glitter on inkjet on archival panel
40x30
Variable edition of 5
$4600
kismet. my best friend.
my favorite love.
black swan white swan.
holding my hand. leaves and cigarettes.
we always have to leave
but its not like a panda who eats you
shoots you and leaves you.
vignette of remembering holding hands in tandem
recklessness, oil on panel, crayon, pencil, lipstick, on inkjet
on archival panel
40x30
Variable edition of 5
$4750
made with mira mariah
I always wanted It to be him.
and then him.
and it wasn't him.
because he came, and he came,
and he came, too.
5
5
5
times probably
used to fuck off or
never talk about it
yes a sin
but I never came home.
Inot never the same.
fuck the moon, but,
god, don't you see that you’re the sun?
that it was just you?
strung me along
left me alone
kismet note that Il left under headlands door
. It was a love
never lived
never lied
before
but now all I learned is that
there’s nothing worse than wanting more.
Everytime
Recklessness, oil on panel,
crayon, pencil, lipstick
on inkjet on archival panel
40x30
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$4600
in the hills so high
off forgetting wealth as
sedative
fur coat costume,
animal in a gilded city
lit as fuck, neon camouflage,
going off into the odyssey to
find me.
I took my baltic fur baby
and nothing else
but jewelry, but
me myself I
in many eyes
became everyone else's
lost jewelry,
fed to fanta sea
of course you still own me
in the hills so high off forgetting wealth as sedative
recklessness, oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick, on inkjet
on archival panel
30x40
Variable edition of 5
$4600
the opposite of the sea you later
dream about. cerulean maybe,
but too, maybe bottles and
teeth. tiger above me. swimming
In the bliss. summer night.
first kiss.
vignette of forgetting that all birthrights
are foreign
recklessness, (oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick,
on inkjet on archival panel
Variable edition of 5
$4600
electric city. go out again.
I am cold again.
drinking my poison
but not alone anymore.
I still see your greens.
false spring. It was everything but I see pink and yellow.
bullet heels , mules,
ready: eat, shoot, and leave
packing the feelings up too.
forgetting sin
glitter, recklesness, (oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick,
glitter on inkjet on archival panel
40x30
Variable edition of 5
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vignette of forgetting
that chuck e. cheese lives in the sea
it was always too late to remember it.
I forget my birthday.
8th birthday. chuck e cheese.
holding the barrier together
between my backyard
and my poison ivy. the dog who
in a box all alone
eats chuck e. dead body
marked safe
is from a meta parking lot.
I lose myself
and my vape
in an ekphrastic parking lot.
vignette of forgetting that chuck e. cheese lives in the sea
glitter, recklesness, (oil, acrylic, pencil, lipstick,
glitter on inkjet on archival panel
30x40
Variable edition of 5
$4600
spam spam miss you again
recklessness, oil, acrylic, pencil
, lipstick, on inkjet on archival
panel
30x40
Variable edition of 5
$4600
made with brett amory
I call and I call and I call, sit on the hill,
you miss me still.
we become blocked
and locked in our jails.
actual entry points of
empathy
someone was everything
you could have sent doves
no murder suey
but then I
leave with nothing
the sun, rising
your mood.
died, lit up the sky,
no light means
we only can grow back
like a bomb
atomic green.
nagasaki big boy
why don’t you see
you’re white, speak japanese
why do you act,
for all of this: the mean, meaning
lesson reduction to nothing
your grid is a trap and my smoke is a distraction
you just helped me see me. when there was no visual you had empathy and now you know
me and I love you and
your grid
and your attention and my deficit
and I hope we get to find love in a TJ Maxx.
it would be
okay, great even
if heaven were a Google Cloud
i’d only go with you.
fuck around find out
your grid is a trap and my smoke is a
distraction
(collage, ADHD, unionization, loving too
much, oil, acrylic, pencil)
mixed media on panel
original
$1300
made with ricardo levario cruz
brought the matches - aim and ignite
yes you made me me. you lit the collage on fire and I doused It
with a flame thrower and ruined a ferragamo scarf In my
bedroom. I don't have a bedroom. I have only rooms with beds.
but still. I’d do It all again. paper money, up in flames again
brought the matches - aim and ignite
(Collage, gossip, right place right time,
glitter, kismet, oil, acrylic)
mixed media on panel
original
$1100
made with isaac vazquez avila
dark side of sunrise (sunset) over California dream
hot january could be glitter,
my false spring
tone deaf please
(dont) let me sing
eat up your
whole mental landscape.
Santa Ana winds,
PISCES RISING
NO BENDER NIGHT
TRASH RUN
WHEN THE SUN IS RISING.
NO PEACE FOR A SAG RISING.
smoke meet mirrors ,
world tours, leaving
washed ashore
led me here
lost in fantasea
grieving
i love and hate
post unlobotomy
made me mad to see me.
yes i’d die before i stop smoking this shit
team nicotine sorrrrrrrrryyyyyyy
let’s smoke again just for a day
whatever together
when you say fuck the moon
aren’t you just talking about
your
own
mirror?
or was it just me?
dark side of sunrise (sunset) over California dream
(doc talk, glitter regurgitation of a phoenix untrained , recklessness, garage cave ephemera, oil, acrylic, fables, memegen, folklore)
mixed media on panel
original
$3500
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