Angry Poet

Colored pencils on paper.

Pen, pencil on paper. That’s it.

For sale.Size 8.

9x12. Red and black pen ink on paper. It’s hand drawn. There’s no meaning or message behind it. Straight forward interconnected lines. Basically it’s a doodling. I don’t know what to do with it except posting it on insta. Ma apologies.

Purely anecdotal evidence of absence of anything substantial. Black and red ink on 9x12 paper. I made this drawing by sitting in the very busy park in a sunny summer afternoon. I listened for some conversations of people around me. I made some conclusions about their problems. But it’s all history now. I would love to someone to buy this picture, but I’m aware how hard it is for someone to commit to such a thing.

Abstract. Perhaps a bit too much or too little. Squares and lines and circle’s just connected together with no particular purpose whatsoever. Pen, pencil on 11x14 paper

Pencil on 8x10.

8.5x11. Pen and felt on paper. I was experimenting with different thickness of black lines and various thin lines. It’s a nice piece to meditate and not exactly relaxing but it works. It has a lot of deliberate details and interesting interconnected elements.of course it’s for sale.

Pen on paper. It can be viewed vertically or horizontally. I would like to draw something like this really big because experience is different than seeing it on small screen.

My dream is to be able to support myself from my artistic journey. If anyone wants to collaborate let me know.

Small drawings in one of my journals…

This is what I doodle when I can. Is this something? Perhaps it is. Under different circumstances it can and will be interpreted as obsessive and maddening. Anyway. I am off to self reflect.

I am asking how is it possible that my desire for conformity is outweigh my creative impulse. Everything I created is for sale. Absolutely. There’s more art than collectors. Am I right? Anyway. I am off to look for inspiration on the streets of New York and think about avocado toast. Good day!

Perhaps it is okay. For now. Can it be better? Of course it can. Nobody knows how though. Or do know. Anyway. Life is strange and absurd with big chunks of pure luck traveling with speed of light. I am of to observe grapefruit and think about tv dating shows. Good day!

8x8. It could be any size, actually. As an artist my dream would be to sell my art and continue to be. What are the odds? Can market place absorb another creative object? Anyway. I am off to stand around Times Square and think about industrial carpets. Good day!

Oil pastels. 7x11 ish. Cardboard. I like doing this type of abstract drawing. Just because it’s something that soothes my over active mind. One day when I sell my artwork I will have a nice ribeye steak with mashed potatoes. Until then it’s all good. Good day!

Colored chalk on paper. 8’5x11. I just experimenting with color. There’s joy and mystery that I want to capture. Anyway. I am off to sit in church and think about strange smell. Good day!

I did not want to say anything. Perhaps it is just what it is. Color pigment on cardboard.Yeah! #.

Color pigment and ink on cardboard. 14x18. I draw this picture while listening Reggie Watts live stream late Sunday. Sounds are great inspiration. Perhaps Chaotic modern life is too toxic for me. Yet there’s nothing is guaranteed for anyone anyway. I am off to look at water and stuff. Good day!