Manayunk’s premier wine shop, Main Street Wine Cellar, will be dangling my wine-inspired work throughout the month of October.

I recently had the pleasure of collaborating with Philadelphia pop artist, Perry Milou, in Old City Philadelphia. Works will be on display at TRUST Gallery throughout the fall. That is, indeed, the site of the Real World Philadelphia… it still kind of smells like police brutality.

There are few things I enjoy more than painting a mermessiah on a city street. Thanks to Emma Austin for the lovely snaps.

One out of every five DJs suffers from osteoporosis.

One night I had a dream.
I dreamed I was walking along the beach with my Wife
and across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints,
one belonged to me and the other to my Wife.
When the last scene of my life flashed before me,
I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that many times along the path of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in my life.
This really bothered me and I questioned my Wife about it.
“Wife, you said that once I decided to marry you,
you would walk with me all the way,
but I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life
there is only one set of footprints.
“I don’t understand why in times when I needed you most,
you should leave me.”
My Wife replied, “My precious, precious husband,
I love you and I would never, never leave you
during your times of trial and suffering.
“When you saw only one set of footprints,
it was then that I cleaned up your filthy set.

I designed a sports tee for Holy Family to try to get into heaven.

What’s a farewell show without a four-armed, three-eyed, three-nippled karma monster?

Last Friday evening, an old man covered Old City with old artwork. Check out the photos on Flickr or Facebook.

These gigantic works celebrate life, community and mortality. They’re literally and figuratively very heavy.

Everything is a collaboration. If I know (of) you, you are a part of everything I do, say, paint, draw and type. If you know (of) me, I say, paint, draw and type it for you. Consequently, thank you/I’m sorry/you’re welcome.

That said, only one person can own this. Right now, it’s me but the sooner it’s out of the way, the sooner we can make more for us.