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 them. 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.
Chickadees are so small and cute. They flit and jump around in a matrix of abbreviated jerks and pops. I am almost certain they are tiny machines. I used to watch them feast at my grandma’s bird feeder.
This is a porcupine fish. When they get scared they puff up and show their spines for protection. I love their smiley face and giant eyes — I moved his eyes to the front of his head like a human to make him friendlier.
Wolverine is my favorite superhero. He isn’t fast or strong and he doesn’t have magic powers but he is tenacious, mad and tough. I like him because he is always getting his butt kicked by stronger mutants but he never gives up and usually wins.
I love 90s and early 2000s cartoons. This is my take on Grim from The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy. It is so odd how such a dark symbol for our own mortality has been appropriated so many times into modern western culture as a comedic figure. Postmodernism you are so silly.
I love birds. It is amazing that lifeforms have willed themselves into the air via countless years of minute changes by natural selection. Kingfishers have enormous heads and beaks designed to help them catch fish. They look like cartoon humming birds.
I love Buddha. He was like the original self help guru. He didn’t call on magical deities for happiness — or preach that you had to torture yourself to attain enlightenment — he understood that life is suffering and the key to happiness is to let go of the material things that lead to suffering. This is a statue of fat happy laughing Buddha with birds pooping on him.
I love listening to birds go off at sunrise in spring. It is like they have been beat down by harsh winter weather and they celebrate the return of warmth and greenery. I live next to a college campus and it is inundated with large old growth trees and songbirds. When I walk outside to go to work I am hit by a deep field of cacophonous echoing happy bird sound that is unlike anything I have heard before. It is like something out of a vast swirling dreamscape where birds are sentient machines and their songs have a secret coded meaning.
This is a red cartoon bass with purple fins. He is insecure about his place on the great chain of being.
This is an illustration of a dodo bird. His brain is soft like a puppy’s belly. He is so stupid that he doesn’t know his entire species is endangered. He walks around mindlessly passing gas and listening to Spotify. Brap.