Night Blooming

“Midnight to noon
I’m a desert child
And mountains make me nauseous
I like to look up wild at an infinite sky
Twinkling with diamonds”

-CocoRosie

Back to the 90s

I was going to post an ink drawing I did in my sketchbook this week but it’s cloudy today and I can’t seem to get a decent picture of it so I’m posting something from my sketchbook circa 1999 instead.  It seems to fit the mood right now.

The Joy of Strength Exercised

“Lust implies not only strength, but the joy of strength exercised. It is vigour, and the rapture of vigour”

-The Book of Thoth, page 92

Art Photo Shoot/New Images

Some more of my pieces got professionally photographed today by my talented uncle Russ Widstrand. There are now 12 new acrylic paintings and one new collage on display in the gallery sections of this website.

Last Thursday

Here’s my table from Last Thursday on Alberta. It was a blast. I plan on being out there next month too.

Tonight on Alberta Street

I just made all these new prints and will be selling them tonight (along with some original paintings) at the Last Thursday arts showcase on Alberta Street in Portland, Oregon from 6 to 9 pm. Stop by and say hi!

Dream Gate

“The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after the death of the vegetative body.”   ~William Blake

The Fountain of Eternal Youth

Not much to say about this one…

Just something I drew in my sketchbook slowly over the past few weeks.

Happy Sunday!

Nature

from Nature I came forth

and to Nature I will return

after the curtain falls on this act

and from Nature I have never for a moment

been separated

This Moment In Time

This drawing is an amalgamation of things that have been on my mind/influencing me this week: a Viking send off for a friend in Valhalla, melons slowly ripening on the vine (summer, waiting for growth and healing, the Seven of Pentacles), the half Moon, walking by cute houses surrounded by giant trees, electricity/fire and the Phoenix ascending after rebirth, the starry path, branches stretching towards the world above and roots towards the world below…