Its Trouble...: 05/01/2015

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1FNvQVj

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1coQgta

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1GKTT9k

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1coQgt2

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1dyPzz0

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1QbkXPE

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1Eywxh3

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1exsugc

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1Eywx0J

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1G00JJt

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1cjGad4

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1FZW7mz

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1LKgDXd

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1cjtKlp

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1cjtIK6

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1GEaxr3

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1SCoxqh

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1LJQJCX

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1StTNaO

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1EZI2P9

Empty glass awaiting its fill.

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1HqUcaC

Filled wine glass.

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1Hoe0sw

Delicious New York strip steak from upstate New York.

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1ETBL7G

The long evenings would wear on during the days I worked in the empty malls after the start of the Persian Gulf War. So much so, it felt like I could turn to dust and melt away into the wind. This surviving work of shoe polish on scrap card stock depicts these feelings. This is why this work is titled "Blown". Here I am a disappearing face that is dissolving, even as I grin outwardly. The image could also been seen as my acceptance of futility, like the rock battered by ocean tides. The colors show my despair and anguish (I was only 17 or 18 then, so yeah, despair over boredom seemed perfectly reasonable). Are there other figures in the background mocking me? Is that my blood polluting a body of water? Via Instagram http://ift.tt/1LbjCaB

I made this mini-painting during the downtime of the Persian Gulf War in 1991 when I was working in a shoe store in a #mall. No one did any shopping for months, so I was left without anything to do for hours at a time. I made this during my unsupervised periods. It is originally shoe polish on scrap card stock. The title is Frienemies and was inspired by the few teenage girls still running around the mall at the time. I was 17 or 18 at the time.

via Instagram http://ift.tt/1RQwBTG