Emily – Toddler Drawing

I drew this up a couple weeks ago for my cousin Josh’s birthday. This is his daughter Emily Jacobs, what a cutee pie. I told him I was going to put this together 11 months ago, I guess I finally got around to it. Love it, hope he does too. Hi-five to family. Kid drawing, Toddler Sketch

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Grizzly – Chesapeake Bay Retriever

Here’s a drawing I did for my brother. His birthday is coming up this Thursday, yes he’s a Halloween baby. Or as my old step-mom would say, “devil child”. This is his dog Grizzly, he’s a Chesapeake Bay Retriever. Gary, you better love this one. Chesapeake Bay Retriever, Dog Drawing, Dog Sketch

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Picture of Banksy Art – Cost of a Cheeseburger

A clearly homeless gentleman, argues that “if you wanna take a picture of Banksy’s work, it’s gonna cost you”. Seems reasonable enough. You can’t just go into a gallery and start snapping away without consequences right? Pay up sucka!

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Banksy? Damien Hirst?

Is Bankys Damien Hirst? Is Damien Hirst Banksy? Who cares, not I. But somebody does. CLICK HERE to read more about this blasphemy. Apparently your commercial real estate is shooting through if you just so happen to have an original Banksy piece on it. If you’re familiar with Banksy then you’ll understand when I say that “he’s probably rolling over laughing right now” at the ironic self-made name he’s created. Oh how the irony is overwhelming! Funny how this silly little world operates. It makes me chuckle inside. Anywho, Cheers to you sir. To read the rest of this ridiculously ironic story on of course, “YAHOO NEWS” CLICK HERE

Street ArtDamien Hirst Banksy Damien Hirst, Banksy

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Yvon Chouinard talks “Green Marketing”

Patagonia founder Yvon Chouinard and Tom Brokaw talk “Green Marketing”. Love it. These gents are the men I look up to and inspire to be everyday. Cheers to you sir.

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Never compromise the journey

If you compromise the process of the journey, you’re an asshole when you start out and you’re an asshole when come back.

-Yvon Chouinard

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AAA Upholstery – Logo Concept #2

Here is the final logo design for AAA Upholstery and Design out of Colorado Springs. Ladies and gentleman we have a winner. Hotdog! I also designed their website, business cards, sign and various print and web graphics.

AAA Upholstery and Design - New LogoAuto-Portfolio-03 Motorcycle-Portfolio-03Furniture-Portfolio-02 Marine-Portfolio-03

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New Colorado Logo

A couple months ago Colorado decided to spend $800K on a new logo design. It’s a great design, simple and direct, a little boring though. Here’s what I’ve come up with, just a concept and just for fun.


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AAA Upholstery – Logo Concept

I’m currently working some development as well as some graphics and a brand new website for “AAA Upholstery and Design”. Look for the final work in the next couple weeks.

Sewing Logo, Interior Fabric

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The Creative Spark

It usually begins with a spark, an idea, a thought, a small vibration. Where it goes you never really quite know. Even If you find the courage to follow, you still never really know. But there is something truly magnificent about watching it grow, if I ever do. Sometimes you follow that vibration, sometimes you forget, and sometimes you just get preoccupied with the mundane task at hand, and then it all just slips away. “Write it down, no, too tired on this night”. If, and seldom do I, (which in turn tends to lead me astray) follow the vibration fully, I’ve found me along the way, and not you. If I encompass myself within it, there’s some kind of brilliance that squeezes through to the end. It always leads to something greater than I could have imagined. If, and seldom do I, follow the vibration, light shines through. It’s so hard though, to focus on the dreamer with all this squawking in my ear. So much to do, and not an ounce of time to spare. “Focus on the task at hand, that’s what I’d do”. But I am not you, at least I think not. And it keeps me from from the rhythm, the spiral. It keeps me focused on the material world, which means absolutely nothing to the being, but everything to the human, to you. What will become of me? Will this be my demise or my salvation? Liberate, liberate yourself and find that rhythm. Along the spiral that binds us all. The collective unconscious knows. Do you? Ramble, ramble, ramble; whatever will come of this blasphemy?

The devil once said that dreams are for the dreamers and salvation is for the weak. “Whatever does that mean”? Just some more squawking in my ear. Nothing makes a bit of sense to me, this much is certain. There’s something inside me that transcends into something I do not care to speak of: A vicious monster that cares nothing for the world before him. Perhaps this is the devil and so am I. Blasphemy? Always. Rubbish? Always. Liberate? Someday, if you just follow that damn vibration. But with so much confusion, clarity seems so far out of reach. At times, and very seldom, I find that abrupt moment of clarity. I have purpose and my so-called life has direction. But it’s always short lived. Never a lasting moment of definitive joy. Just blasphemy and rubbish. Mounds and mounds of dirt pile up as I fall ever deeper into the shit. The vibration is calling but it’s so distant, I hear only but a whisper. I can’t make it out and I can’t quite put my finger on it. But I know it’s there, waiting, patiently waiting for my return. Dig a little deeper you fool and you just might reach the bottom.


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