‘Kitten’ SOLD
9″x9″ by #jfeelgood The best thing I’ve found in life has been friendships. Some of the most wonderful friendships I’ve had were even with friends I’ve still, to this day, never even met before, in my own country and many others. So here’s to all of you, who put others before yourself, enough to answer phone calls at strange hours in times of need, or fb messages, and those of you who know when sitting through a movie in silence and just being there with someone special can be the best medicine. For those of you who will buy a round when times are down or who are down to cheers when times are great, I love you all and that’s worth a life to celebrate. |
‘Golden Sands’ SOLD
12″x12″ by #jfeelgood Comme l’or trouvé sur le sable du désert, quand je meurs de soif, je suis distraite par votre beauté et ne prête pas attention à ma douleur. (translated from French: Like gold found on the desert sand, when I die of thirst, I am distracted by your beauty and do not pay attention to my pain.) |
‘Catching feels’ SOLD
12″x10″ by #jfeelgood Is it age itself or fear alone, for I don't know neither the engineer, nor architect, behind this construct of fear, but in between my words are open doors within precious moments, with time running wildly through them, and it is in these paths of absolute freedom, in these corridors of my peace of mind, these precise footsteps I make that create the only place I have left to feel safe. Safe from myself and my doings, from relationships of every kind, from realities others create from the one I create, and the supernova that explodes when they collide. Safe from those I love, whom I have come to fear the most. Safe from my enemies, whom wisdom teaches me to keep close. Safe from diving off of cliffs after others, who call themselves my brothers. Safe from sirens who lure me to their places of slumber, safe from being recognized only as a number, safe from injustice and justice alike, safe from dreams and visions I suffer from just before I rest at night. One may have so much more control over their life experience when they simply take control of it. |
‘Dino’ SOLD
12″x24″ by #jfeelgood Walk and find a bone in the dirt. Pick it up and wonder. As you dream upon the relic, Muscles, tissues, tendons, form, Blood pumps through, And life is born. These are how ideas spawn, Long after their origins are dead and gone. Like a raging reptile of old, Hungry and bright eyed, The dreamed dinosaur becomes gold. |
‘Unlocked’ SOLD
10″x24″
by #jfeelgood
It’s official,
We’re superficial,
And we’re under lock and key.
It doesn’t take a glock
To move a rock
For anyone to see.
Our lives our golden,
Our souls are sold and,
Dreams are where you’re free.
Everyone ages,
We’re all in cages,
It’s called economy.
How many political talks
Make a heart a sandbox?
Our shackles are identity.
The monster I fear,
Looking back in the mirror,
Is all too often me.
There’s no secret to right our wrongs,
No hidden meaning in these songs,
Be kind to fellow hearts
and you’ll know true liberty.
10″x24″
by #jfeelgood
It’s official,
We’re superficial,
And we’re under lock and key.
It doesn’t take a glock
To move a rock
For anyone to see.
Our lives our golden,
Our souls are sold and,
Dreams are where you’re free.
Everyone ages,
We’re all in cages,
It’s called economy.
How many political talks
Make a heart a sandbox?
Our shackles are identity.
The monster I fear,
Looking back in the mirror,
Is all too often me.
There’s no secret to right our wrongs,
No hidden meaning in these songs,
Be kind to fellow hearts
and you’ll know true liberty.
‘VHS’
12″x10″ by #jfeelgood I woke from a nightmare that I ruined your palace painted in different flavored cake icings with all my unfavorable forgottybottys. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I didn’t mean to hide, I only thought to hide my shoes, I didn’t know the world was just outside. And in the chaos you came home, the white flag standing towards the morning dawn, I can’t believe I saw you there, a place where no one can set foot, independent and alone, and how it left me feel so shook. Who am I but the butterfly, you the flower, and I watched a dream of rain. |