Traffic Jam

Went to Venice Beach yesterday, where the people watching is always fantastic. As soon as I got there I saw a few girls clumsily riding their bikes and was shocked when I saw one of them hit a baby carriage and almost tip it over. I soon realized that there was no baby in the carriage, only a pile of clothes. A couple of strange ladies were pushing the carriage and apparently got a big laugh from the whole thing. As I walked away I heard them laugh at the 'traffic jam' they caused on the sidewalk. It seemed to take them forever to go their separate ways, and I could hear their laughter echoing as I headed to the beach.

Building what's right

The main page from one of my new 8-page books. A picture of a perfect family, doing what people expect them to do. What goes on behind those walls? Well, we all know it's not always perfect.

The Streets

This weekend, as usual, I've done plenty of walking around my neighborhood. As always, you will see the most random things. A man yelling at another man while holding luggage, or a man crying in front of a closed taco stand (not because he was hungry, I presume). Random events that always have more meaning if you stop and pay attention. I'm not sure why the guy was yelling like that, or why the guy chose to cuddle up in front of the taco stand and cry the night away.

I had a long conversation about eclipses with the guy selling hot dogs this week. About the energies created and the overall feeling of change that they create. Maybe next time we have one the streets will fight back. Because we know there's plenty to fight about these days.

Opposing Parts

A couple of images from my book Making Waves. I'm not a fan of explaining my own work since I like to leave it up to the viewer. I enjoy the many different interpretations that my art can evoke.

A New Horizon

I recently started volunteering at a local tutoring center. This has been my first experience working with kids and I am really liking it. For the past couple of days I have helped kids create their own time machine, write caveman tabloids and create their own country. It's easy to forget how much imagination children have. I'm enjoying being around all this creativity.