This is Joe Rogan with a shaved head and and tattoos. Rogan is a smart guy. He has a fast twitch brain honed by many years as a stand-up doing crowd work. I have been listening to his podcast since he and redban were bros talking in front of a cheap microphone – high – sitting on a coach. It is amazing how he has grown to have a bigger audience than many networks. Listening to him talk in your head using the power of the internet – it is like having a smart friend.
This is an oar fish. They live in deep water and only rarely venture out into shallow water to be seen by people. They look like underwater dragons and they are supposed to be able to predict earthquakes and tsunamis.
I love mockingbirds. I remember snoozing on a summer afternoon after a thunderstorm and feeling depressed and sleepy and actually hearing a mockingbird for the first time. He was copying a long list of noises he had heard in the environment around him – from tree frogs to crickets and car alarms. I remember looking out the window at him and seeing his intelligent yellow eye looking back at me. It is amazing that they evolved to be aware of their environment to survive and their song is proof that they have wheels spinning in their head as they listen to and appropriate the sounds around them.
This is the cutest pupper in video game history. He is a rapper with a fly 90s style, a crunchy flow and an onion mentor named Chop Chop. He is from one of my favorite PS one games and the first rhythm game I ever remember. He was designed by pop artist Rodney Greenblat for Sony.
Gill Broussard is an amateur astronomer and researcher who thinks that planet Nibiru will wipe out earth when it enters our solar system from its elongated orbit – any day now. He is convinced that every few hundred years earth suffers cosmic disasters that coincide with Nibiru’s orbital approach. He is very interesting to listen to as he talks about the end of the world in his soft cajun drawl. He is like a preacher who weaves his sermon of biblical history with a psychedelic tapestry of apocalypse and astronomy. He has absolutely no evidence of any of this but that doesn’t really matter. I love when smart people are crazy.
Monsters spend their weekends sweeping blue fuzzy dust balls from under their bed. This is a friendly blue fuzzball called poof. She is poofy and sweet.
This is a blue Aventador – a Lamborghini hypercar. I like how sharp and dangerous it looks. It has edges that do beautiful things to the light that strikes it. Cars in 2018 are exquisite rolling works of art. It is also a throwback to the Countache – the first supercar I remember from when I was a kid. In my work there is a dichotomy – I have a whimsical airbrush style of monsters and critters and also a more formal style that focuses on hyper realistic paintings of shiny objects and machines.
This is a cotton candy monster. He is sweet and poofy but be careful he rots your teeth.
This is a tropical fish with tribal patterns on his body. Like most fish – he is confused. Reality is too complex and too trianglely. He sometimes thinks he sees the pixels.
This guy is actually filled with helium and he also has helium filled balloons on his arms. He is a balloon with balloons. He is a gray cyclops monster with no depth perception. His reality is flat. He floats twice as well when he has extra balloons. He soars above the ground worried about approaching spring storms.