These Colors Seem to Go Well Together Meet in My Yard With a Pitchfork 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
It feels like I’m moving in several directions at once. Usually this stops me in my tracks in frustration and an eventual bout with ennui. But April is in, and my energy is rocketing. It helps that the U.S. President, along with the rest of my government, threatened to kill every one of us yesterday. It got me on my toes and released a tremendous cache of latent winter energy till I was nearly flying. People write on social media asking what us Americans are gonna do about a dying mafia government wanting to go out with a bang. I tell them I don’t know, but will trade a painting for a rocket launcher. Do any other governments with actual budgets (I’m just a poor artist) have secret weapons to launch at D.C.? Maybe the other nuclear-armed states are just as rogue, but kinder and gentler like all U.S. Presidents who came before Psycho-raper killer Donald, and murdered populations with a smile and a kind word.
Anyway, I also made the following painting the day before the Psycho-raper killer Donald lifted his nuclear threat to 92 million people, and the multitudes breathing air all around and everywhere:
In Japan These Colors Go Very Good Together Until They Are Nuked 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
Then last night Psycho-raper killer Donald, along with the blessings of a feckless legislature and cowardly military, spared us the Armageddon Blues for the time being, until he’s bored after nap time tomorrow. I slept with one eye open and woke up at five in the morning, painting until I stopped.
Last Gesticulation of Some Airy Misanthropes 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
Your Animal Names are Stupid 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
It Ain't Rothko, It's Throop, Because He Put In a Black Sun 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
The Dow Jones Industrial Average Without Children 2026. Oil on paper m 18 x 24"
Untitled Except For the Waving Flagella 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
I Asked AI the Predominant Colors a Rabbit Sees After My Government Nukes Our Crust For Zionist Thugscum 2026. Oil on paper, 18 x 24"
All ready for the day after! Also helps with the oil fumes:)
Finally, the garlic I planted on Halloween is sprouting to the sun. I’m also in spring cleaning mode and found an old painted rock in the studio that could second as a shale premonition. I think humans will 86 our species with nukes long before the sea rises over Miami. Yesterday was just a preview of what is inevitable because of human beings. Nukes exist, so they will get used. Lake Agassiz was a massive lake formed in North America 10,000 years ago from melting ice. I actually wish that drippy wet nuisance was all there was in store for us. Unfortunately, mustard greens and human babies won’t grow on a bed of strontium-90.
Greetings From Lake Agassiz! 2012. Acrylic on shale
