Putting My Finger On It; Defining Nowhere 31"x 36"

Harmonious Instability; Beauty As Dissolution Of Expectation Preference 23.5"x 32"

Flight Of The Cuckoo Improv acoustic guitar, effects, and loops

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-4D8_YHpMXqw8DblSdTnRQ

Bendar Milee 29"x 19.5"

Flying Jeff Free Otherland 30"x 12"

Dog Breath On The Party Tray; Christening The Sudden Death Of Reason 34"x 33"

Beauty Looks Different These Days 20"x 33"

Meteor And Cherry Pie Mess 55"x 51"

To those who put this in office, I hope your instincts are correct because to me it looks like a train wreck.

Seeing Ahead 29"x 16"

Smell Of The Basement 18"x 25"

The Middle Way; Becoming Unknown In The Heat Of An Ordinary Moment 32.5" x 26"

Living in the days of increased anti-gravity, is driving hordes of people insane. To deal with that instability, some are attaching themselves to their more base instincts such as, violence, hatred, greed and isolation. Anti-gravity, if relaxed into, can lead to the opening of mind-at-large (the font of creativity). In order to maintain balance both while passing into that realm and the awakening within it, a mental state of doubtlessness is required. To the degree doubtlessness is achieved, it is to that degree that balance will be achieved within the realm of anti-gravity.  

Desperation And The Road To The Final Floor 27"x 34"

The problem with freedom is that it is free of the things, mental or physical, that encumber or trap a person or group. To be free is to be empty of all those things that bind that person or group. The problem with emptiness is that there is nothing to hold on to - no binding. The shock of that can lead to thrashing about like a drowning person desperately reaching for something stable, something "real". The problem with that is, what "real" means is something familiar. The problem with that is, the familiar is so because it is predigested - already experienced in some form. Something already experienced is past experience. To wish for a repeat of that experience and the memory it brings, is the road to disappointment. It can not be repeated. So now we have, simultaneously, unfamiliar emptiness, and the effort to recreate a non repeatable familiar. What we have now is the recipe for: DESPERATION AND THE ROAD TO THE FLOOR.

Dualism And It's Inherent Flaw 30"x 36"

The Land Of Odd 16.5"x 40"

Make A Joyful Noise 40"x 34"

Yes, There's More 33"x 16.5"

Typical Brain Cage 40"x 36"

Skeeter's Baffling Behavior 18.5"x 48"

Ground Level 43.5"x 23.5"

Don't fall for hate.

Things Are Falling Together 22"x 32"

Finding Rock Bottom 29"x 35"

...in which the artist catches a glimpse of himself  reflected in the cool blue water of a portalet.

Knee Deep In The Ridiculous; Absurdity Weighs In And Bears Fruit 27"x 20"

Bull's Eye At The Heart Of Unknowing 24"x 28"

A way out of the pain of a land gone insane.

Habish Clayball 30" tall

The Gathering Of Intent 41"x 39"

The Unknown Is Perfectly Clear 14"x 18"

Funkturvius Fumbus Works It Out In Public

(detail) from: Undermind  34.5" x 61.5"

Stumpstein (detail) from: Upon Reflection Stumpstein Recoiled Leaving Squntche Completely Mystified 33.5" x 32"

Twisted Love 48"x 30"

Everything Is Beautiful 27"x 25"

Naturally Sweet 31"x 24"

Honk If You're Happy 20"x 36"

Beginner's Mind 25"x 18"

Voyage In Outer Place 13"x 40"

Flight Training 35"x41"

When You're Smiling Everyone Smiles With You 35"x 19"

Or at you, but that's cool too.

By The Light Of The Silvery Tube 24"x20

He basks in the light of his own projection which casts a shadow of his future self as a reciprocal version of the same thing, modified by power outages and other factors, calculated to give the impression of a consistent view in an otherwise shaky behavioral pattern.

High On Life 24"x 30"

Motor off, sail up.

Finding Bedrock; The Petrified Mind 24"x 15.5"

Life Was Simpler Then 31"x 34"

Anytime you fall from the second floor, there's questions.

Picasso Ate Me 23"x 18"

The mundane cracks open revealing a glimpse of eternity as infinite variation.

Home Planet 35.5"x 17.5"

Fly On The Pie 16.5"X 37"

Fly on the pie
like an eye in the sky
breaks free from the thing once held bound and choking.
Openly goes
where once there was knows
now knowing inside out there was nothing.

Silence Of The Mumbo Jumbo 27"x 35"

Playful Puppy Pot 37"x 31"

Summering...

The Pinkies; Inside The Fly 29"x 35"

Spontaneous proliferation wears many faces.

Bottoms Up; The Ridiculous Mounts The Ordinary 29"x 21.5"

Taking pleasure where you find it.

Flora Tickled Pink 27"x 16"

Habit Shelters The Fear Of Being Lost By Imposing The Pain Of Entrapment 33"x 24"

Another Cycle Of Life In The Face Of Collapsing Expectations 24"x 21"

My life has been spared so that the torture can proceed unabated.

Close Inspection Dissolves The Apparent Into The Presence Of Emptiness 26"x 27"

The one thing can't be something, it must be nothing. If the one thing is something, then it is so by comparison. If there is comparison, then the one thing is not alone in its oneness. To be one it must be nothing.