Raptor Pieta

Since this was always one of my favorite pieces, I had saved writing about it on here for later in my series of prints, and I eventually forgot to write about it. But since I recently made a couple of prints of it available on my etsy shop, I figure this would be a good...

Madonna and Child – After Kathe Kollwitz

I've hardly talked at all about my printmaking on here, except for a fantastic Thanksgiving post (whoops and I posted "Mama's lil Punk" I forgot about that). I had a lot of fun learning printmaking in Italy and I think some of my best work came from that period. Good teachers always help. This was...

Ten Thousand Waves aren’t Far Apart

For a very short time, I had a thing going for the number ten thousand and song lyrics in my titles. I'm glad that didn't stick, but I think it's what pushed me to choose "Tenthousandunicons" as a name for myself. This was another assignment from Al's Life Drawing class, which I apparently misinterpreted. We...

Sphinx

This is a throwback from '09 (gosh, it seems so long ago, but only 3 1/2 years?), when I was still taking graphic design classes. I'm not sure why, because I had switched to Art a while before I graduated that spring. It's funny, because I think I did my best work in community college...

“Ten Thousand Unicorns: Zero Tears in Their Eyes”

I like to fuck around with stuff. I hate still lifes. My painting class in Community College was pretty much entirely focused on still lifes, mostly of fruit for the first few paintings. I kinda hated that, too. Then we got to choose our own subject matter for a still life. Our teacher, Al asked...

Illusions

This is a painting I did for my brother. It's something I had sketched out almost a year prior to painting it, I think around the time I was first reading about Buddhism. I was sorta fascinated with connected bodies- multiple beings joined together. This image is about disillusionment and finding your true self.

Hands and Feet Study

I was taking a life drawing class at my community college in the spring of 2010. We had an assignment to draw 25 hands and 25 feet. Our teacher meant for us to draw one "pose" after another on the paper. I knew that would drive me insane, or worse, bore me to tears. I...