Value Sketch for Jacob’s Commission

Pencil on 16×16 Transfer Paper

Cuttlefishvaluesketch

Composing and planning a bigger piece of two cuttlefish for @Jacob. Planning out the colors next. This will be a multi-day process. Stay Tuned.

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5.15.11 – Finished Designing My Tattoo

Ink on Bristol

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I’m meeting with a very talented tattoo artist tomorrow, so I spent most of today drawing out my final design for my tattoo. I want to get these Gingko leaves tattooed down my side and back. Context: My Japanese pen pal growing up, Maiko Tsuji, used to send me Gingko leaves in her letters to me. The Gingko tree has been known to live up to 2,000 years, survived the nuclear bomb, and symbolizes longevity, hope, resilience and peace. So there you have it. 

The calligraphy is my Dad’s, and that’s his signature chop. I asked him to write a line from Lao Zi’s ‘Tao Te Ching,’ which loosely translates to the meaning I like the most- which is, “Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” 

 

 


No, I didn’t go to Bay to Breakers Today.

While the whole city of SF looks like a giant walk of shame, I'm reminded of a song by The Grouch:

You ain't artsier than me
Cause you got sideburns and a vintage tee
I said you ain't artiser than me
Cause you pluck a guitar, that ain't fuckin bizarre
You ain't artsier than me
Cause you live in Los Feliz, bitch you ain't Jesus
You ain't artsier than me
I got a colorful vocab, watch the low jab

So what you're vegan?
It shows in your presence, you be geekin'
And you been seekin' the same light
Speakin' of game like the enemy, hang tight
I got a tail about 6 foot 1 by infinity
Full of sun, rain & potential energy
All you saw were the K-Swiss
Clean, crisp, creased jeans means this
So you thought and dipped
My walks hip, thoughts; hipper
Unzip the zipper
No I don't wear hemp or drink liquor
And that don't make me the man, just a little bit sicker
Spit kicker with an eye for the big dipper
From an island cliff emerges a loud whisper
And I'm proud of this, it's my art
You doin yoga just to look the part.

You ain't artsier than me
Cause you chop up breaks and you dig in the crates
You ain't artsier than me
You just a trendy lesbian, dreadlock thespian
You ain't artsier than me
Cause you make weed brownies and knit wool hats
You ain't artsier than me
You pseudo-elitest old-school sap

Don't let an 808 scare ya
Shake stripes off your shirt and clear the whole area
I'm a humanoid too
And if you're cool with me then I'll look past the void in you
Instead of through
I'm down with VW's and flossed-out caddys on 22's too.
I bang for good
Fools, kill for nothin'
I build for somethin'
Family and peace
Hand me the piece
I'll hit it, I'm social
Hear my opinion
I'm proud, I'm vocal
Local in a foreign place
More digital than dusty
But trust me, I be tourin' space
You be whorin' at a comfortable pace
You be skippin a chore to jump in a race
I be bumpin my bass like you collect comics
I'm not weird, I'm honest

You ain't artsier than me
Cause you only read books, don't watch T.V.
You ain't artsier than me
Cause you shop at Whole Foods in open-toed shoes
You ain't artsier than me
Cause you speak real soft and drink Chai tea
You ain't artsier than me
I recycle too, I'm kinda like you

I just look cleaner, grown demeanor
Wear deodorant, registered voter
And a tree hugger too
Not in these clothes
Me lova you but it's gotta be both ways
Most days I'm earthy, stay grounded
Often it's a paper chase, I'm well-rounded
Straight to face, townish
It's all boundless
I make it sound universally dope
Overcome adversity, reshape the worst of me
Do it for the love and release it commercially
Like a blockbuster started at Sundance
Can't stop man you only get one chance
Presentation is key, hesitation ain't see
Innovation is my A-R-T
Dedication is free, occupation is me
Innovation is my A-R-T

You ain't artsier than me
Cause you drive a hybrid and carpool with three
You ain't artsier than me
Cause you a 16th Mexican, you ain't ethnic
And you ain't artsier than me
You just a broke ass poet with the same old cadence
You ain't artsier than me
We was conscious first, welcome to Earth.


5.14.11 – A Nice, Rainy Saturday Day Off

Watercolor 

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Listening to music and painting on a gray day in San Francisco. Doesn’t get much better than this.


5.11.11 – Underpainting of a Nightscape

Watercolor on Paper

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Attempting a painting of a nightscape using masking tape and layers of colors. More to come. 


5.10.11 – View from Seat 14A, LA to SF

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On my flight back to SF on Sunday, I saw the most amazing clouds as we were landing.  Since they wouldn’t let me turn on any electronics, I made a quick sketch in my sketchbook and took some notes of the colors. Today, I tried to recreate it out of my notes and memory, which really doesn’t do the clouds justice. 


5.9.11 – Cuttlefish Thumbnails

Watercolor 

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Trying to get myself unstuck, so I’m playing with compositions for Jacob’s piece. Still a work in progress.