i guess i must pay the cat tax. this is captain midnight. he was 20 yrs old here. an 'unadoptable' rescue who will always be my hero

from graphic design school. noone has ever been more sadistic than design teachers. i remember one typography teacher making some girl cry. telling her she had no talent and to give it all up now. only 20 ppl were allowed in the second year. heres a portrait of a crumpled piece of white paper.

i was (and am) the official bodypainter of the northwest merry pranksters. this was the 50th anniversary of the original acid test and many original pranksters were there. how many people stumble bass ackwards into their childhood dream job by volunteering one day. well, i did. im on the right.

dahlia's birthday party. i have a whole website of my body painting. i might link it.

going to post a few introductory stuffs. this was me in 2018 or so, doing my job. i think i was 54 here. i love body painting, but ive sold most forms of art you can think of. if it sparkles, stoned ppl will buy it. festivals are my permanent address. again, im 54 in this pic.

this was a coloring calendar i drew in 1990 while on tour w/the grateful dead. you can see the cracks at the bottom of the statue of liberty, the poem w/the added words 'arbeit macht frei'. as a person whose whole family got wiped out by h-tler, and as an artist, i could feel this coming.