StarStamp

Something about the star has always intrigued me. Something about the twinkling lights that hangs above, below, and essentially all around us amazes me. Parts of me wants to just lay back under a cool night in the summer season. Resting my head upon my overlapped hands and eyes stared up into the sky. Watching the shimmers and wondering all of the wonders of what it is that may just exist too far for me to ever grasp. In my mind I would imagine myself flying within space and weightless. Coming ever closer to one of these beacons in the sky to perhaps greet it face to face and to maybe just say hi.
But I then would have to ground myself to what science says to me and that would be that space would have already froze my blood, and that the star would have pulled me in by its gravitational force and incinerated my very being.
These are two parts of one piece. The pencils being the "design" of the stamp of which I etched onto a piece of block linoleum so that I may create the stamped piece.

blue

Upon the question always poised, "what is love?" Caught in a tug and war of battles defeated. I shall now remain seated. Stationary I am to this illness of imbalance chemistry.

And so you sit and you ponder the questions of your heart. What am I to do? If you push and I pull, will we come to meet within the between of the allure that we both may still possess? For I'm a little frightful for saying a little too much that would make you all of a sudden become out of touch. And so I sit idle and blue awaiting for what false meaning may prove to be true.

ice cream

I have always been a fan of ice cream. Somewhere within my childhood I must have been "deprived" of it and so something about now is telling me how much I love ice cream. this here is an illustration done in one of my earlier classes Art 28 in San Jose State. it was an introductory class to fundamentals of animation/illustration. As an after thought I do find the image to be a little suggestive but that was not the intent. It was a fun piece that I really enjoyed drawing and though I see a lot of things about it that I would change, I cannot change my past and must honor the pieces that have taught me and brought me step by step closer to the artist that I am today.

the girl too cool

color aid paper cutouts.
Sometimes you come across a girl that's just too cool. You enter a room and you see her almost instantly and within that same instant you feel parts of your courage diminished. If only this and if only that, you wonder what will it take to amount the courage to just say hi and ask her name. Your mind battles and constantly fight the invisible threat that doesn't exist but yet is very present.
Something about her charms you. And you may not be aware but when you take your leave that your heart has already started investing in falling for her. It's not a choice. And something about her harms you. And though you may be aware of all current alarm, nothing will alter how you feel and how much it may seem real and how much you'll never do or say, wasting the moment and the day, to another love that existed only within the fantasy and the mind.