Sunday, August 7, 2011


About two weeks I went camping to this magical place upstate, near Woodstock NY with a bunch of friends from school..
We called it a POW WOW
I Almost Forgot how fun it was to be a little indian, look up at a shooting star, hear silence, to start a fire, camp outside, play in the dark and freak your self out.. run around naked thru woods, connect with nature..... most important connect with ourselves.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011


A bit ago I ran into this book

"Robert McCammon’s Boy’s Life."

and once again I was reminded that magic is real .. magic is everywhere we just have to believe in it

"You know, I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived in that web of magic, connected by silver filaments of chance and circumstance. But I knew it all along. When I was twelve years old, the world was my magic lantern, and by its green spirit glow I saw the past, the present and into the future. You probably did too; you just don’t recall it. See, this is my opinion: we all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out, washed out, and combed out. We get put on the straight and narrow and told to be responsible. Told to act our age. Told to grow up, for God’s sake. And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves.

After you go so far away from it, though, you can’t really get it back. You can have seconds of it. Just seconds of knowing and remembering. When people get weepy at movies, it’s because in that dark theater the golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again and it dries up, and they’re left feeling a little heartsad and not knowing why. When a song stirs a memory, when motes of dust turning in a shaft of light takes your attention from the world, when you listen to a train passing on a track at night in the distance and wonder where it might be going, you step beyond who you are and where you are. For the briefest of instants, you have stepped into the magic realm.

That’s what I believe."

Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Magia (del latín magia, derivado a su vez del griegoμαγεία, de igual significado que en español, probablemente del antiguo persa magush, que contiene la raíz magh-: "ser capaz", "tener poder"; haciendo referencia a la antigua casta sacerdotal persa)1 2 es un pretendido arte o ciencia ocultamediante el cual se cree poder producir resultados contrarios a las leyes naturales conocidas valiéndose de ciertos actos opalabras, o bien con la intervención de seres fantásticos

Hoy estaba pensando en la MaGia... Y me acorde de un amiguito que conoci en L.A.// LOquito or lleno de MaGia la madera le habla?!?..

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Lace Fix-a-tion

So As many of you know I do anything from painting, drawing, cutting hair, set design and now I am getting back to something I really love and havent done for a while! MAKING CLOTHES!
I have a current Fix-a-tion with Lace
Had a lil fun day taking pics with Lil Vic

Lace Dress, Long skirt & shortss by LaLa ( Hecho a mano)
black shirt by american apparel
Black blazer by Elizabeth & James
& Steve Madden shoes

All the pieces are CUS-tom made & ALL from Re-cycled materials!
If any of your are interested in any of the pieces please EMail @

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Is sex all we think about ?!

I have been working on a series of
"Emotional confrontations"
this next one is the thought of "Sex"

This drawing is about the basic human nature the constant thought of Sex
whether you are a man or a woman, and wether you like to accept it or not I personally believe that everything we do is ultimately to have sex, to feel wanted, lust for.
To be really honest I think some people like to be romantics and think of it as "love" others as sex and some as a "fuck"
what ever it is I think we need to be honest with ourselves and accept this reality
Also learn that with this comes a responsibility, that it affects poeple,
I believe some kind of feelings should be involved.. lust, fear, love, something that means something to someone.

I like to challenge our generation that is already so de-attached from reality thanks to all the technology and remind people that WE ARE REAL
we are not in facebook, or in cellphones
and that we are all thinking the same things and we are here.. en carne y hueso

So get off the computer and go have sex! haha go love someone! do somethingg!!!

Monday, April 25, 2011

FOUnd this lil bathroom

in the Basement of CONArtist..
Y me gusto su estilitO, esta como LoquitO

Sunday, April 24, 2011

"Emotional Confrontations"

I have been reading "The principles of Art"
and there is a chapter about " Emotional Confrontations"
So I decided work based on that..
I started to write down any event, people, places or situations thats made an impact of my life..
Situations I feel I must deal or face up to

"Emotional Confrontations"

1st painting