This past weekend a new restaurant, Fame, opened in the Chicago neighborhood Wicker Park. I was asked to submit some work for the opening. These are the 4 that grace some of those walls. These are an extension of the Duality series I’ve been working on for the past few years. I always imagine killing off one of my egos. This set has been a lot of fun, super creative and dark. I’ll be posting the rest as they come to life. Here are some links to the restaurant, if you are in Chicago…. stop by!
So I have had a few ideas for this bathroom. I keep going over it in my head. I really would like to create a proper drowning, water splashes and all. The other night I tried to shoot one real quick with a wife beater on, but was told that a) I look like a plumber dyke needing tools and b) it was too bright in the room. So I hesitated on posting it. I woke up this morning with my usual fuck you attitude. So here it is. And Fuck you Reese. 😉
I got the notice that my self portrait that I took last year immediately after my dog was maliciously killed by a pitbull. I swear I’ll be searching forever, but I won’t stop. I miss my boy like you would not believe. I’ve cried everyday that he’s been gone. I cry because my heart is broken and my boy has been taken. The dog that killed him deserves to be put to sleep. I still believe that to this day. He snapped at my kid and killed my dog. That dog is a menace to society and will harm someone else soon. I hope someone does take action a forces the owner to do what is right, what needs to be done. No matter how much training you pay, no pit bull can be trusted. I never thought that until it happened to me. If I could I would do it myself, but I’m not allowed. Someone in San Diego please put that dog out of my misery. Or take him to be locked up forever. He doesn’t deserve life.