That is the title. “The Vixen Wife.” Life is all about the masks we wear sometimes. How we present ourselves to society. The various ways we present to different people. What we hide. Some, some wives… wear the mask of a Vixen at times. If you would like to get a print of this artwork … Read more
Emojis have become a big part of our culture and it makes sense that they must slowly creep into the world of art beyond just hanging about in pop culture and chats. So… Here I have played with the emojis of eggplants and a peach. I stylized it after Edvard Munch’s most know work in … Read more
This guy got a tattoo of a scene from his childhood. The style is surrealism meets pencil sketching. When the guy first hunted me out for this project I was not taking new clients. Other tattooers in the area told him so, but he thought I’d make an exception. Note that I’d not been taking … Read more
The Punisher (Francis “Frank” Castle) is one of my favorite Marvel characters. Basically, he’s an anti-hero… usually cast as an Italian-American, but not always… hardcore vigilante who employs mega violence to fight crime. This makes him a colossal criminal himself, but… he punishes the guilty. He’s ex-military / ex-cop… got crazy after his wife and … Read more
I wish I’d taken a pic before I added Snake Eyes, Casy Jones, Shredder, and Storm Shadow. It was a great stand-alone piece before the additions, but I rarely take pics of my stuff anymore so I forgot. Not that I don’t like the additions, as a matter of fact… Arnold Bernid “Casey” Jones is … Read more
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In endless musings, heart begins to break, Thoughts swirl, relentless, now a stormy lake. Self-inflicted harm, to that fragile heart, An overthinker’s curse, tears it apart. Each worry a shadow, questions arise, A mind’s dark labyrinth, where solace dies. Scrutinizing choices, dissecting fate, Their thoughts, a cyclone, ever intricate. What if’s and maybes, a tangled … Read more