Good Evening Everybody!

Well, I survived the world-wind that some people called March & April! If you aren't following me on Twitter or Facebook, it's been an interesting few months. I got married, went to Paris and recently finished a commissioned painting for Senior Art Director, Nelson Lowry of Laika Studios. Laika is the company responsible for movies like "Coraline" and "Paranorman" (in theaters this summer!). I am now working on a piece for the lead investigator of...

I woke up from an early grave today.

                 My mind could no longer wander. It was on this morning that my brain was held captive by the ideals and formalities of man. As I fall to my knees, this glitch repeated itself though I begged for mercy. Like brothers fighting to the death, salt water that had a peaceful pocket of hope is now trying to earn its spot in my eye. The steep, narrow ledge was o...

                    Life is constant. Some days, that's a good thing and some days it's a bad thing. This was one of the many thoughts I had today. When I say many, I don't mean that as in, "Christian, pay attention to me. You think too much." I mean it as in some day my thoughts will come out of my brain in rope form and strangle me to death.

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Running with Riley just now; Perfect summer night weather, smell of bbq's still aflame and children playing in the streets. As I run with my best friend by my side, I start to think, "Maybe you can't master true love until you've mastered true hate"? Whatever it was, I didn't want it to end. So I ran the extra mile. I will now sit in my studio and do what I love to do. Create.

The clock ticks. Tossing and turning in bed, the night seems never-ending complements of the premonition residing in my brain. The wind wraps around the trees and innocently beats at my window making a brisk whistling. My heart is beating as if it were trying to escape through the chest cavity. The street light charges at great speed like a crazed lunatic out for revenge; out of it’s cage, through the trees, into the window and restrained only for a second by my bed sheets before pierci...