It’s October once again, and all the streaming services are rapidly filling with a full range of Halloween/horror/syfy/monster movies. To say I love it would be an understatement. I do go into it fully knowing that 1 in 5 I actually watch will be legit good, another 2 will be ridiculously campy or poking fun at the genre, and the other 2 will just be bad. That’s not including the equal amount of movies I immediately abandon 5 minutes in because the quality is just that bad. However, it does set the mood perfectly to get out all the creepy devilish ghostly paintings I have and work on them some more while the horror fest movies all play. I might even get out the devil in the lake of fire Ghost painting and work on that, especially since Ghost just released the first single off their new album as part of the Halloween Kills movie soundtrack. I have a 6th sense a new motivation is coming…

Once again there’s a collection of thoughts, all conjoined yet somehow separate. It’s definitely pandemic related, focusing on the places that make you feel welcome at home, which is odd since I’ve never been to Ireland, but my home away from home is a local Irish pub that’s taken care of me throughout the pandemic. If you get a chance stop by Tra’li, they’re as genuine as they come. To hear them talk about where they’re from and how they try to bring that feeling of home here is somehow centering when a lot of people feel lost. It has become a mythical entity, an Oz or Narnia of bliss in these weird times. My compass doesn’t point north, it points to Ireland. Or at least to Tra’li.

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In February 2020 I went to Mardi Gras. COVID wasn’t really a thing yet. It was, but it was still a mythical unicorn, something happening somewhere else that would never make its way here. Little did we know then Mardi Gras was a gateway for it into the US, in retrospect the parade routes were an absolute cesspool, and ground zero for far more than the typical “party juice”. I’m still glad I went, the experience in the future will never quite be the same. It’s hard to see crowds of people now and not think of the airborne pathogens.

The original concept was inspired by a conversation about fire and brimstone and the depths of hell. Is there a lake of lava? Does the Devil have a tail? He’s a fallen angel, not a lizard, but he’s also been a serpent.

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I love Futurama. So does my brother. For his 30th birthday I decided to do a (typical art student project) van Gogh style/Futurama mashup painting. Plus he’d just bought a house and his walls were desperately bare. His turned out so well I decided I wanted one of my own, but all of a sudden without a solid deadline of someone’s birthday it has ended up sitting in a closet a lot. Somehow I still don’t prioritize myself, despite paintings being my outlet. Here’s to hoping I’ll finish it someday.

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Back in my NC State days I painted a lot of wolves for people. And I mean a LOT. This one has been hanging around for a few years, half textured but still unfinished.