1st Blog

The pieces I will be posting here will all be from my latest body of work "1 Year, 10,000 PIECES, 1 ARTIST. There are BUY NOW buttons available and ADD TO MY CART buttons.

I decided to start doing this a few weeks ago when I was getting a little frustrated with a company that keeps adding changes that have been affecting sales and customers have not been finding my shop. So I decided to take matters in to my own hands and start selling my work in my blog.

I also wanted to start this because I want to do another series like I did in the body of work so I thought I should start blogging about what I did and what I will do. I figure if I could create a new piece every day I can blog every day. The only rule I gave myself was that no matter what I had to create everyday. Even if I had migraines or my non-epileptic seizures or whatever else might get in the way as an excuse not to create.

I never set out to do ten thousand pieces when I created the first four on November 8th, 2008. I did these pieces in a way to honor my beloved cat Jackson (after Jackson Pollock of course), who had passed away some time the previous night (not exactly sure how or when since I found him in the garage on the 8th). He was the most unique and special creature I have come to know and almost a year and a half latter I still miss him so much that I have tears right now.

More to come later since I want to post a lot of paintings now. But I do want to include his story:


It was on the day I found my beloved cat named Jackson (yes after Jackson Pollock), dead of unexplained causes. All my friends know of this legendary cat by way of me telling the true story of how one day in May of 2006, while I was in my basement art studio, he comes through the opened awning window with something in his mouth. I only am noticing him out of the corner of my eye since I was more focused on a painting. Little did I know that this special one of a kind creature that I am forever grateful for being in my life, carried in his mouth, through the window, jumping down on to a table, then on to the floor and not more then two feet in front of me does he drop what was in his mouth and gave me the loudest meow that demanded my attention. When I finally looked at him and saw what was at his feet, I could not be anymore surprised and filled with a feeling of love for this special creature that brought me a fallen flower from a tree on my property.

Since then I gladly boast about this amazing creature that had brought me more flowers in his life time then any human ever has. And that is only one of his amazing stories.