Profiles In Paint
"Lust and Bad Breath"
Unleash the Gremlins in your head via paint on canvas, and you will find peace.
Art Therapy pulled me out of a dark place you may find yourself in. Profiles In Paint is solely therapeutic selfishness, so if and when you need it, I hope this helps open the doors and free the Gremlins.
Join me on this journey. You might need this mental GPS to light the way out of your dark places.
Paint on Canvas from a NUT
I see things. I never start painting anything, I just throw shit on canvas to release my demons, lol, then I look and think, "shit, I see a ......"
Well, that's how it works for me, I will show you what I see in my crazy works. Maybe it's the tequila....who knows, but perhaps you can see it as well.
"Me In My Head"
This was just a fun "redo" of one of my earlier paintings, I have always loved Mexican art and the sugar skulls, they just seem to make you feel good. Anyway, that is me in the skull waiving at you (or at least that is what I saw lol). I made the frame ( I got into woodworking as well) it is Cherry with inlaid of Purpleheart wood, I am no carpenter but damn I like this one. I plan to gift it to one of my brothers, Robert Jackson because he knows I ain't right lol.
The Rustuesm, in the dusty caverns of my basement, lives the tequila monster whose visions create this weird shit.
THE SCARS OF EVE
Therapy is what calms the brain, however, therapeutic painting is what stimulates parts of the mind you don't use, it takes you to a different dimension.
For me, when I start a project, I have no idea what it will turn out to be, I start throwing paint on canvas, and as the brush creates these images, I begin to (again in my mind) see things. Once I know what I believe them to be, I find a message or at least what I think the images are forming mean to me. Hell, the beauty is that people see things differently, and hence the messages are different.
​​This one is special to me. As I was slopping the paint and that damn eye (again, an eye watching me, lol) began to take form. From there, it started to take the form of this powerful woman with scarring. Eve took a lot of hits, blamed basically for all the sins of the world, and not really much is said about her in the bible. Well, hell who would not have been tempted by a big-ass juicy apple. Maybe she was judged a little too harshly through history, maybe she was working for the Devil, who knows, but somehow that one-eyed freak wound up on my canvas. I think she is hot, but the painting freaks me out at times like she is watching me lol
The frame is one of my integrated paint jobs to match the painting. It's just as weird as the painting. Still one of my favorites.
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Lust and Bad Breath
Creative painting is a process into the vauge, you never set down with an idea of what you are painting. I throw some paint on he canvas, let the sweet flow of Tequila burn my throat and exploit what shows up as the paint goes on. This one, even has me scratching my head lol, but I love it. Lot of shit going on in this painting, look closer and see what details you can see. We all see things differently, our eyes transfer the image to our brains and that is where the brain takes control and converts that image to what you think you see.
The frame I made from African hard wood Bloodwood and the rest, well, it is what it is. What do you see?
"Me Not Know"
This is a a fun one, I intend to put out a check list of all the things I see in this and see if anyone could find them all.
For instance:
* The Big Butt Nunn
* Bart Simpson knocking the poop out of his friend
* The Dolphin Eating Poop
* The Grizzly Bear
* The Singer
* The Unicorn
* The Cross the BBN is praying to
* The Buffalo at the ass end of the Unicorn
* The smug smart-ass Egyptian cat...
* The Hungry Heart
* The Green Space Cosmic Cat
LOL, there are over 120 findings, you would have to blow the photo up or see the real artwork but once you see it, the entire world opens up to the rest. Have fun with it. On request, I will send the items and a singled-out photo of each for your to find.
I build all my frames, I am not a carpenter so, like all humans, they are imperfect....that is the point.
The frame is walnut inlaid with cherry.
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Watermelon Eyes
Some things just come to life on canvas, from the mind to the brush. Not sure it has a meaning other than life is what we make it.
The inscription on the frame is in Spanish, the frame I made out of African Zebra Wood.
Don't know what in the hell the worm at the bottom right is.
It is what it is.
Trapped
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I started painting this for my beloved sister without any idea of what I was painting or what it would turn out to be. I just wanted to do something special for her. As I let the paint flow, I began to see an eye looking back at me, but the person who owned that eye seemed trapped. Then, as I continued to paint, I understood, or thought I did. My sister had been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Once I was diagnosed, I understood. Cancer is like a terrorist; it holds you hostage, trapped inside a diseased body that you feel you cannot escape from. She passed away in 2024, trapped no longer.......
"Life is a Highway", Hell who don't know that?
What people don't know is, we have a rearview mirror in our heads called a "memory". Looking back at your skeletons won't help you navigate your destiny, nor will taking the exit....DRIVE MFER, DRIVE ahead, don't look back.
Oh well, that was my mindset when I saw this while throwing paint on canvas.
The frame is curly maple with an inlay of bloodwood and some other red shit lol, damn tequila. The engraving speak for itself.
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A Fish Story
Low and Behold! A Damn Fish! Yup, not sure where that came from, not sure what planet this slippery aquatic life form is from, but somehow it appeared. This is one of many that I thought the frame outshined the painting. The frame is hickory, one of my favorites, but bending it and curving it as I sanded it brought some really cool grains, yup, love the frame, the fish? Well, the fish is just a fish....scary looking bastard but still a fish.
Searching for Salvation in the Jungle of Doubt
I like the frame as much as the painting. The frame is Black Palm (a bitch to carve) with a snake carved into the right side. The art is an expression in reds, on this one I even carried the art on to the backing and blended it together.....because I could ;)
Evolution, and The Pastel Dragon
The lighting did not favor the real colors in this painting; the soft pastel colors turned out much better than the photo. I'm not sure if this tiger thinks he is a dragon or if a dragon is cross-dressing to be a tiger. Either way, the painting was fun, no hidden message except a confused whatever. The wood is from Africa, It is really pretty but forgot what I made it out of (name of the wood)..told you I even painted my crocs
REVELATIONS 19:13
"He is clothed in a robe dipped in blood, and the name by which he is called is The Word of God."
This happens when you start looking too deep into the paint that appears. The Frame is African padauk
The inscriptions are from Revelations and the verse is in Hebrew...... who knew. The carvings in the frame I made from drawings in the scripture....yikes.
When Life Gets Complicated...Turn the Music Up
Sometimes you just need music. Music is magic, it changes the mood and calms the soul. A lot like Tequila I suppose ;)
Not sure how this happened, the little dudes appeared when I was painting and they looked like little Michael Jackson dancing, so....hell it just happened. The dog with the big tongue, too much Tequila, too much.
I made the frame from yellow canary wood, and sanded the wave effects into the wood. That look just seemed to flow like music on the frame.
Life Warp
The Snake and the Stream
Ms. Deb wanted a peaceful painting, she hates snakes so I could not resist LOL
The frame is incorporated into the painting, just simple ass pine cut and painted.
"Slidders"
Did I mention, Ms. Deb hates snakes? :)
(and spider webs) Incorporated the frame with the painting, still experimenting, seemed interesting.
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There is a lot in this picture; hell I am still finding things :0
I mentioned that when I paint, I don't have a theme in mind, nor do I set out to paint anything special....it just shows up.
Things in my head just come to life on canvas. I see this shit, lol as the paint is being applied to the canvas.
This is also when I decided to paint the frames on some to incorporate them into the crazy world it holds.
Hell, I even painted my Crocs when I painted this. Why not?
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Figure It Out...Dude
Life or Death?
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The lighting does not do the colors justice....Maybe I am crazy, maybe I am blind, but I see things (I think I told you that already) I have no political views one way or the other on abortion, I am not a woman can't think like one. I did not set out to paint anything about abortion good or bad. As I started to finish the damn mess, I (in my mind) saw a platinum-blonde woman with red lipstick (nice breast, I might add). Then I saw a human heart, and in that heart, I saw a fetus..... Anyway, that is what I see....I know, my wife can't see shit in it...but I do. Make of it what you will, I have no opinion, but I see it.
Flight of the Thumb Maidens
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I know, another damn fish.....shit happens, fish happens.
Another one I fell in love with the frame, hickory again.
Some how two thumb maidens trying to escape a big ass fish and Pickle Boy is right behind the ladies..... Not everything has to be serious, just fun.
Lost in Reality,
Found in a Dream
OK, time to start thinking, is this F--ker really crazy? Not sure, but I think I was trying out a new tequila and this shit happened.
Your guess as is good as mine.
The frame is African Bloodwood, I like that shit. All I know is, one of those blue chicks floating around with a nice rack is choking the shit out of one of those dudes....just saying.
YIKES
​The entire reason I started painting, if that is what you want to call it, was to release the demons in me when I was diagnosed with cancer. I painted some awful shit, but it allowed me to express my feelings. Thank God my cancer, so far has been nothing compared to others I have seen fight the damn disease. But when you know it is in you, it feels like it is eating at you from the inside, slowly consuming your body from the inside out..... The rifle, I paint rifles it was simply in the photo has not meaning.
