Honda CRX — photographed with a Nikon Coolpix and unedited save for web optimization.

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This illustration was completed in approximately twenty-minute increments during April and May. It was not technically exhausting as it was mentally; I thought frequently about mortality in the family photo I referenced.
Disease consumed many of my relatives. Seldom they saw middle-age, their short lives savaged by agony. The graveyards in west Tennessee of children and adults tormented by tuberculosis give evidence. My mother would narrate as she gingerly turned pages in frayed tomes of frustratingly tiny portraits: a name, their relation, and their cause of death.
American history and culture from colonial establishment to now are much defined by short life-spans. Carol Berkin explored constant death & family reformations in the Chesapeake colony and the phenomena’s effect on family law in the first chapter of her book, First Generations. It doesn’t seem that the American family stabilized until the Nuclear Family, and even then, we bicker about the availability of health care to the vulnerable.
Nostalgia for a pious past and a view of our ancestors as martyrs have numbed the empathy we ought to feel. It is easy to look at these photos and feel a stoic presence and forget they are merely so because of the obscene camera exposure durations. We draw pictures of super heroes and design action movie posters with adamant postures and stoney gazes, and we superimpose what we feel from that on our antique photos. Combined with a view of history that exhibited superior religious adherence, we have elevated and dehumanized these people.
I wonder if this woman was racing death to have this keepsake portrait. For a moment, she gazes lovingly at her quizzical baby.
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This illustration was completed in approximately twenty-minute increments during April and May. It was not technically exhausting as it was mentally; I thought frequently about mortality in the family photo I referenced.

Disease consumed many of my relatives. Seldom they saw middle-age, their short lives savaged by agony. The graveyards in west Tennessee of children and adults tormented by tuberculosis give evidence. My mother would narrate as she gingerly turned pages in frayed tomes of frustratingly tiny portraits: a name, their relation, and their cause of death.

American history and culture from colonial establishment to now are much defined by short life-spans. Carol Berkin explored constant death & family reformations in the Chesapeake colony and the phenomena’s effect on family law in the first chapter of her book, First Generations. It doesn’t seem that the American family stabilized until the Nuclear Family, and even then, we bicker about the availability of health care to the vulnerable.

Nostalgia for a pious past and a view of our ancestors as martyrs have numbed the empathy we ought to feel. It is easy to look at these photos and feel a stoic presence and forget they are merely so because of the obscene camera exposure durations. We draw pictures of super heroes and design action movie posters with adamant postures and stoney gazes, and we superimpose what we feel from that on our antique photos. Combined with a view of history that exhibited superior religious adherence, we have elevated and dehumanized these people.

I wonder if this woman was racing death to have this keepsake portrait. For a moment, she gazes lovingly at her quizzical baby.

Valentine’s day ouroboros with a two-headed and a normal snake. Pen and marker.

Tell your sweeties and besties you love them!

Valentine’s day ouroboros with a two-headed and a normal snake. Pen and marker.

Tell your sweeties and besties you love them!

Valentine’s day kitties card. Ink pen on cardstock.

Valentine’s day kitties card. Ink pen on cardstock.

qnotescarolinas:

LGBT-inspired street art on the eve of Charlotte Pride 2013 (charlottepride.org). Pretty cool find when searching the #charlottenc tag here on Tumblr.

bikedevil:

Done in the night on the eve of Charlotte Pride 2013, with Ikea chalk.

Oh my goodness! Thank you for sharing my art! <3

I will try to schedule some more rainbow bombing of our sidewalks!

(Source: audp-visual-art)

Holy moly, I&#8217;ve been busy for the past one-third year! Hopefully this year will see more art as I try to regulate my day job / life balance. For now, here is a portrait of my father&#8217;s dog done with markers and ink.
Valentine&#8217;s day greeting card art forthcoming! I can&#8217;t wait to show y&#8217;all!

Holy moly, I’ve been busy for the past one-third year! Hopefully this year will see more art as I try to regulate my day job / life balance. For now, here is a portrait of my father’s dog done with markers and ink.

Valentine’s day greeting card art forthcoming! I can’t wait to show y’all!

Done in the night on the eve of Charlotte Pride 2013, with Ikea chalk.

A pair of raccoons done with Crayola chalk on a sidewalk in the neighborhood of NoDa in Charlotte, NC. Done in mid-September 2013.