The Atomic Swag Pile

Wanna hear a podcast I was on? Oh good! Because I was JUST ABOUT to post a link to one I was featured on! The timing is crazy! It's almost like... were you just reading my mind? STOP READING MY MIND!!


Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad.

The story of this spot is that I was parking at a meter in front of it to put a piece in another location only to have my landlord surprise me by running out and saying hi. I guess she works there. She asked if I would put up a piece on their wall. I agreed. About two weeks later she said that the owner was so happy that people were taking pictures of his shop that he'd love if I put up another piece. I offered my poster which said "I love you like a '90s R&B song" and my landlord said "oh but can it say '70s?" (She's a bit older). I acquiesced as there are a million great '70s r&b songs too.
Personal favorite? "Let's Stay Together" by Al Green.

One Kind Heart

We live in a culture obsessed with a fairly slim definition of physical beauty. The trap we find ourselves in however, is that physical beauty fades- we can tuck and implant and lift and contort all we want but our bodies will always be slaves to our failing skin cells. Simple kindness however has no expiration date and of the two, provides far more satisfying dividends. Aspire to kindness. It's a beautiful thing.


We all seem to be waiting for something. For the sown seeds of our dreams to bare fruit. To discover that special someone who is like a missing puzzle piece. That day to arrive when we can finally find some comfort in our own skin. Then again, maybe it's more simple- maybe we're just waiting for a bus. With each moment we can build resolve, we can prepare ourselves so that when the moment comes we're ready to seize it. Don't miss the bus people.

Pop Up Broadway!

My biggest piece yet. 48 feet wide and 8 feet high. I was asked to design something for this temp wall by the good folks at Pop Up Broadway and with some assistance from my wife, put it up!

Space 15 Twenty

The show last night at Space 15 Twenty was a blast! Thanks to everyone who made it out! It was an honor to share some walls with Septerhed, Ginoflo and Phobik!



"Alas for those that never sing, But die with all their music in them."
- Oliver Wendell Holmes


Good luck on your journey. When you get there I'm told that the water tastes amazing not because it's somehow special or magical, but because it was earned with each step into the perilous. Earned water always tastes the best. But beware, it's just a fountain, it's not the ending. Even once you've found greatness, there's still more journey to go. Life isn't just the pursuit of greatness and you might be disappointed by the fleeting satisfaction when you find out there's more miles to trek. Only this time, it's harder to see what else lies ahead.

I sound like the knight from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.


"Our dependency makes slaves out of us, especially if this dependency is a dependency of our self-esteem. If you need encouragement, praise, pats on the back from everybody, then you make everybody your judge."

- Fritz Perls


September 10th was national World Suicide Prevention Day. Suicide prevention is a cause that means a lot to me. A lot of my work centers around acting as a friendly voice of encouragement to those on the brink of giving up. The goal has always been to remind people that there is always hope. It may seem meager and timid to the darkness, but hope is real and it's birthed in every second, every breath, every opening of the eyes. The writer, Rebecca Solnit wrote "Hope is not a lottery ticket you can sit on the sofa and clutch, feeling lucky. It is an axe you break down doors with in an emergency. Hope should shove you out the door, because it will take everything you have to steer the future away from endless war, from the annihilation of the earth's treasures and the grinding down of the poor and marginal... To hope is to give yourself to the future - and that commitment to the future is what makes the present inhabitable." What a beautiful sentiment. Remember those words in the moments that you feel like giving up. And when you cannot, reach out. Ask for help. There's no shame in it, there's no reason to be self-conscious. We just need help sometimes. It doesn't make you weak, it makes you human. So if you need someone to talk to, you can visit where you can chat with someone who wants to hear you. Who's ready to listen and help you up.


In life, sometimes we can find ourselves defined by the things that we keep hidden. The secret shame, the unspoken regret, the unhealthy habit, the hidden wound. These are the things that when kept quiet can slowly eat at us and take us apart piece by piece. Sometimes the fear of revealing one's self can be the fear of a genuine consequence. People may respond negatively. However, often, people keep secrets because of a perceived consequence, they worry that people will judge them but in truth, it's something others relate to and could offer a relief from their burden. Sometimes we keep secrets because deep down we know that by revealing them, we would have to confront something and therefore have to change. To me, a REAL friend or partner is someone who let's you know that they are not afraid to love you, despite what your secrets are. Despite the things that you've lived a life ashamed of or embarrassed by. The person who wants to know the person you really are, not the person you want people to think you are. It takes a lot of courage to lower your armor. It takes a lot of strength to admit one's weakness. But when you find those people in your life who allow you to shed the secrets that weigh you down, it's a freedom in discovering that someone thinks you're pretty, even without the makeup.


Funny Ha Ha

In the (amazing) film Boyhood, there is a line that the father says to his teenage son, still reeling from the breakup with his high school girlfriend. He says: “We’re all just winging it. The good news is you’re feeling stuff, you know? And you’ve got to hold on to that. You get older, and you don’t feel as much, your skin gets tough." This line, among the many that I appreciated from the film, seemed to typify much of my experience growing up. When I look back at my childhood, so much of it is the sense that everything emotion I was experiencing was cranked up to eleven. The teachers I viewed as fascists, the opinions on art and culture that I felt EVERYONE needed to have, the heart break I thought would define me for the rest of my life. Looking back now I see how silly all of it was. Part of me misses the beauty of the raw emotion, unfiltered by perspective and wisdom. Part of me misses the depth of feelings and their catastrophic effect on my world, and yet, it's such a relief to not feel like a slave to them. Growing up and navigating life is like learning to drive a car in a Formula One racer that goes from zero to 60 in three seconds. Eventually you have to figure out how to slow it down. This doesn't mean we should all start driving mini-vans instead, but life can't feel like we're always one pump of the pedal away from losing control and crashing into a wall. I want to feel things, but I don't want them to dictate my life, which is something I guess you can only really notice in retrospect. When you can look back and laugh at how much we let the constantly fluctuating emotions pull us into ever deepening distress. It's good to look back and laugh I think. It's also good to know that some day, maybe some day soon- you'll look back at today and laugh even harder.


"The only good luck many great men ever had was being born with the ability and determination to overcome bad luck."

- Channing Pollock

Throwback to my NYC trip. One last little piece I hadn't posted yet.

Business Cards

Printed up some of these at business card size. I'll be going to a few shops around LA and sticking a couple in with the store's business card stack. Discovery amongst a crowd is what this slogan is all about so it seemed fitting.

Skate & Create

I took part in an awesome show called SKATE & CREATE at the Flower Pepper Gallery! A TON of amazing artists had custom skateboard decks on display! This is a photo of me holding mine. It's called "How I Know I'm Alive." The show was curated by G. James Daichendt (author of Stay Up! And Shepard Fairey Inc.) and is rad to the nth degree.

Here's the description...
"The skateboard culture of Southern California played a seminal role in the early influences of many graffiti and street artists. The growth of the sport, or anti-sport, along with its strong visual component, represented a renegade vigilante attitude, like punk and while every skater was not a criminal, the graphics on the boards often abused copyright or represented darker and more anti-authoritarian attitudes. This exhibition of street art and street inspired graphics symbolizes these rich origins and pushes forward a new generation of sleek, cool, fun, and taboo imagery on skate decks that epitomizes both sub-cultures."

It's running until October 3rd. Check it out! 121 E Union St, Pasadena, CA 91103. For more info visit!


You Win

I couldn't decide between two quotes to accompany this- but then I realized how well they complement each other...

“First they ignore you. Then they laugh at you. Then they fight you. Then you win.” 
- Mahatma Gandhi

"Cause the players gonna play, play, play. And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate. Baby I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake. Shake it off, shake it off." 
- Taylor Swift

Profound Doubt

"Isn't it the moment of most profound doubt that gives birth to new certainties? Perhaps hopelessness is the very soil that nourishes human hope; perhaps one could never find sense in life without first experiencing its absurdity."

- Vaclav Havel

Just Because

Sample questions to which "just because" is the appropriate answer. 
1. Why are you wearing your Spider-Man Halloween costume in June?
2. Why do you have to sing along impassionately with every Hall & Oates song you hear, even if it's in line to pay at Costco?
3. Why do you get so many nose bleeds at inopportune times?
4. Why is it a vital necessity to finish an entire pint of Ben & Jerry's once you've opened it?
5. Why do you like listening to your cat drinking water so much?
6. Why do you know every lyric to the song "Save the Best For Last" by Vanessa Williams?
7. Why do you have to fight the urge to drive home rather than use someone else's bathroom at a dinner party?
8. Why does it matter so much who would win in a fight between two fictional characters?
The list goes on.

Naive Idealism

If you read the news, it's been a particularly horrifying couple weeks. Between Ferguson and the Gaza situation and ISIS, it's a wonder any of us can even get out of bed. It's not difficult to find depressing stories day-to-day, but we seem to be in a perfect storm of anger and pain and loss at the moment. Today they're having the funeral for Michael Brown and it's hard to know what to say. I have never really considered myself a voice in these matters, so pontificating seems tasteless. The only solace I can muster is that it takes heartbreaking moments like these to see even small increments of progress. These are the moments that shift the culture and shape our collective perspective. Even when justice seems to be absent, the world's psyche starts slowly evolving. I know a lot of people will/should say "But did Rodney King and Trayvon Martin and Oscar Grant really change anything?" Here we are again and it seems that very little is different" and they're right. I can only say that we live in a country where people are afraid. To me, that's what prejudice is: fear. Fear of losing grip of the status quo, fear of having a lifestyle we're not comfortable with imposed upon us, and that ever-present primal distrust of a cultural tribe that we don't belong to. These moments in history are what we use to remind us that we are all in this together. Regardless of race, sexual orientation, creed, we are all in this big ocean liner together and changing directions is slow and frustrating but as we shift our perspective, I'd like to think that we would start seeing ourselves as one wonderfully diverse group, as opposed to a collection of different groups, all inhabiting the same planet. It sounds so naively idealistic when you say it out loud but what other options do we have? I suppose I'd rather chase naive ideals than embittered resignation. Alfred North Whitehead once said "No period of history has ever been great or or ever can be that does not act on some sort of high, idealistic motives, and idealism in our time has been shoved aside, and we are paying the penalty for it." He said that in 1944. I guess we're still paying the price.

He knows that my name is not Susan.

As a kid I used to call the local radio station and dedicate songs to the girl I had a crush on and pray that the romantic power of "I Swear" by All 4 One would make her fall madly in love with me. It did not. Nevertheless, '90s R&B holds a special place in my heart. So I'm gonna dedicate the classic hit by Salt-N-Peppa (ft En Vougue), "Whatta Man" to my wife. Just swap "man" for "woman" and ignore the line "a body like Arnold with a Denzel face."  Love ya darlin!