The Redneck Dog, mostly oil on canvas. This came about after hearing a brief conversation between two people in the neighborhood as to why his dog barks at certain people. Lets just say the conversation was not very politically correct. Where did the rabbit people come from though, a canine translation perhaps? What do you think a dog is seeing, thinking, when barking aimlessly through the air?
Man Eating Hand, oil on canvas. Something was going through my head one day about survival, mans willingness to survive. I remember a few years after getting my B.F.A. digging in dumpsters behind an Albertsons in California, trying to find the expired bags of bread they would occasionally throw out. I had two jobs, cleaning toilets and working in a photolab. My wife had a job too. We still couldn't eat sometimes. That was California for us, expensive and people didn't want to pay you shit.
Ebola Queen, oil on raw stretched canvas. The African rituals of eating their dead loved ones struck a cord with me. What a perfect epicurean way to spread the disease while worshiping some faith or almighty leader. I guess Christians got something right converting the blood and body of Christ to wine and crackers, thank goodness for that.
These are some of my recent oil on canvas paintings. I've also been custom making the stretchers out of oak, very nice stretchers, time consuming to make however. I plan on keeping with this though. It is a refreshing break from the now ten year plus Georgia Red Mud series.