Two adventurous lovers endure a series of escalating trials in their quest to join an elusive band of space ninjas.
It’s about time I let you all in on my next comic book project. It’s called Chasing the Flame, will be about 40 pages, full color. Print and digital copies for sale sometime around the end of 2021. Subscribe for updates!
What’s it about, you ask? Well, let me tell you.
In the future, when humanity has spread into the stars, things are still a mess. Enter two young, would-be heroes, Ryu and Anselmo, who roam this mess, looking to help, to find adventures, and maybe find themselves. One a technical wiz, the other a gifted fighter, they do what they can.
In their travels, they come across an elusive band of idealistic operatives known as the Order of the Ubiquitous Flame. The boys are determined to join, seeing in the Order the potential for both home and purpose. Their desire comes to the attention of the leader of the Order who begins, unbeknownst to our pair of adventurers, a series of escalating trials to test their worthiness.
Ambitions! Yeah, that’s it, big ambitions. It is, in fact, a fabulous collection of art ambitiously exploring a wide variety of male beauty and sexuality. My own Beloved and God #1 is included, and I couldn’t be more thrilled with the company it’s keeping between these covers.
Head on over to doableguys.com to purchase your copy. Proceeds benefit the LGBTQ+ charity GLSEN. So, go ahead and indulge, it’s for a good cause.
We like to think that walls are solid, permanent, that they endure beyond us. Some do, and some don’t. We feel much the same about our art. Same here: some does and some doesn’t.
When a work of art is deeply integrated into its space, when it is the space—a mural for example—then its fate is the same as that space. So, say a mural is created inside an office. It lives in that office, with the workers carrying out their lives and work in its gaze for five years. The vicissitudes of the world intervene and the office is abandoned.
Once an office is abandoned, it rests for while. Its stains and monuments, dings and detritus, offering distant, mysterious echoes of prior inhabitants. Then it’s picked up again and remade. And the first step of remaking is, usually, destructive. Alas, our mural, silent but colorful resident, comes to an end.
Dear reader/viewer, I present some digital echoes of that mural I helped create five years ago and is soon to be no more (perhaps already no more as you read this). While its physical presence is gone, I hope our memory will give it some bit of life and continued reality in the years to come.
Join me in raising a glass to a work of art created with love, by a group of people coming together, trying to make the world a better place, and then moving on—to make new art and find new ways to make the world better.
Untitled mural, 2015 12 ft. x 15 ft., acrylic and found objects In the former offices of New Music USA, New York City
The ‘Rona isn’t done with us yet. Not by a long shot. So, our friends at Doable Guys have moved the art show originally planned for this summer online. I’m thrilled and honored to be part of the show, selling no less than six original paintings.
We live in a society that teaches us to compartmentalize the erotic. Pack that sh*t up, lock it away and only let it out when it’s “safe”. While not all of our challenges as a society stem from this dubious advice, it’s fair to say we’d be a lot better off with an attitude of celebration instead of this faux-celebacy performative BS we’ve got now.
And here’s a whole art show celebrating the erotic joy of the male form and the artists who play with it.
From The Beloved and God Series Some ancient myths, some Tom of Finland, mix it all together for this slightly surreal confection that explores the intersections of love, worship, and power.
From the Handful Series In our erotic moments, just as in all of our interactions, we speak a lot with our hands. Here we have a bit more abstract exploration of the nonverbal messages we send each other.