Iam181

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Transporting Paint

Transporting Paint

This is my checked bag. Never thought these would be traveling essentials.

This is my checked bag. Never thought these would be traveling essentials.

Casey in reflection. So I’ve been asking random people of they’d like to have their portraits done. I met Casey during the recent g40 show in Richmond, va and asked if they ever want a portrait done to let me know. This is going to go into the upcoming Urban Decay III show at the lorton workhouse aka the old lorton prison converted into art studios.

Casey in reflection. So I’ve been asking random people of they’d like to have their portraits done. I met Casey during the recent g40 show in Richmond, va and asked if they ever want a portrait done to let me know. This is going to go into the upcoming Urban Decay III show at the lorton workhouse aka the old lorton prison converted into art studios.

People said his brain was infected by devils….

People said his brain was infected by devils….

Pretty much

Pretty much

@brock626 yea it was some good times meng, there’s a few more events in the works and i hope that terror is fine, my whole world stops when tony gets sick.

@brock626 yea it was some good times meng, there’s a few more events in the works and i hope that terror is fine, my whole world stops when tony gets sick.

Trying out new things.

Trying out new things.

Yeaaaaaa

Yeaaaaaa

” Aunque me cueste la vida llorona, no dejare de quererte” i think ill do a painting for each verse of this song.

” Aunque me cueste la vida llorona, no dejare de quererte” i think ill do a painting for each verse of this song.

I met this girl at a show. She was live painting. I remember smelling nag champa around her and it made me feel familiar in the corner  and there was a genuine qualith about the way she moved  I didn’t notice her face because I was staring at her drawing. I was talking to myself while watching her work and kept saying ” she knows her line”. She must have thought I was creepy cuz I sat down and then fiddled with my phone texting people before I moved away. Im pretty sure she tjought I was staring at her for a while, maybe I was without knowing.

I met this girl at a show. She was live painting. I remember smelling nag champa around her and it made me feel familiar in the corner and there was a genuine qualith about the way she moved I didn’t notice her face because I was staring at her drawing. I was talking to myself while watching her work and kept saying ” she knows her line”. She must have thought I was creepy cuz I sat down and then fiddled with my phone texting people before I moved away. Im pretty sure she tjought I was staring at her for a while, maybe I was without knowing.