To all people in Texas...

What you should see from the Huffington Post. Just to let you know there are eight pages of comments.

In Loving Memory

MULDER: 1995-2006

Who knows:)

So I had this image come to mind. It is me, standing naked in... Where? Maybe I'm just sitting on my bed. Anyway, I have my glasses on and my hair is tied back as I do most of the time now a days. The front of my body is opened up like a doll house. In fact it looks exactly like a doll house inside my chest area. I am looking down inside myself and am setting up little chairs. Nothing stressful, just playing. I'm kind of layed back with my legs crossed and leaning my weight on one of my hands. For some reason that makes me think of Frida. Does she have something similar? I just remember she loved painting herself. Sometimes I wish that I had better images come to mind. I've tried to do landscapes recently. I'm not sure how well that is working for me. I need some kind of art class. I wish I had more beautiful images that would come to mind. At least I have no more disturbing images. Instead they are rather simple. Usually I just think of a bride trying on her dress or something similar. That should be no suprise. Till I have my wedding those images will remain. Till recently I would not actually see myself in these images. Yeah, I know it is usually some weird naked chic and a muscular guy. My mom is disturbed by my naked people art. I've just had this idea that drawing these people naked gives them more vulnerability. It shows what is real on the inside and there are no possibility of masks. Funny to think my main drawing where there are clothes the characters are wearing masks:) Where was I? Yes, till recently the images that came to mind were rarely actually of me. Now it seems that all of them are of me. I'm not sure if will actually get myslef to draw them. The only drawing I've done recently is the one that is up of the bride and groom kissing, or Art and I. Maybe I'll draw this image that is in my mind later. At least I have this post to remind me of it. I must get to bed now. I have to wake up for work in a little over five hours.

A painting and a dream

I stepped out of the elevator and saw a man who was sickly and lying on the floor with a bandaged face. Another man was with him to help him along. I walked up to him and took off his bandage and he was healed shortly after that. I don't remember what I said to him. He rose to stand on his own. He asked me what would he have to do for this gift? I said to him, 'Love God'. He laughed at me. He said it was pointless, or something like that. I pointed at him and he went back to his sickly state. He sulked and I didn't give him anymore attention. I felt sad, but went back to the elevator.

Just another dream. My wedding is coming up soon. The dream has nothing to do with the picture. I did this awhile back. I'll write more later:)

Happy Texas Independence Day!

This is my picture from Washington on the Brazos from this past Christmas. This is the place of Texas independence from Mexico on this day in 1836.