Thomas Pendelton

Ryan August, a supporter of my work and artists in general passed away the other day. Ryan was the founder and ran  I WANT YOUR SKULL website . Ryan was a father, husband and artist.  He died in a car accident. His son who was in the car as well and survived the crash but to our loss, Ryan died on impact.He loved art and loved supporting and encouraging artists.  Genuine people like that are rare.  At least to me they are. His wife and son could use financial assistance.  They just found out yesterday that their insurance will be discontinued, they were covered by Ryan’s policy at his job.

Please look at Ryan’s work, his website and zine. Thank you Ryan for supporting art.  Now its time for art to support your family..

http://www.iwantyourskull.com/
http://www.ryanaugust.com/
http://www.gigposters.com/forums/anything-goes/151257-ryan-august-rip.html

Fuck you world. To be clear this is not a woe is me, this is a clear and loud FUCK YOU. I had a bad day today, one in a string of many where everything I touch turns to shit. All I had to do this week was prep 5 pieces of art for an art show today and nothing worked. Not because I don’t know what I’m doing but because the universe didn’t want me to do it. Well universe I give, What the fuck do you want from me. Should I be a douchbag that lies cheats and steals, a moraly bankrupt fuckhead. They seem to be the ones with all the cash. I mean fuck 1 pair of true religion jeans cost what it would take to feed my family for a week. What is it oh divine one, what the fuck do you want me to do. I’m sure its not art because the pieces that I have been toiling over, I know you where the one fucking up every thing I did. So as I stood throwing them out the second floor of my studio window cursing to the heavens and watching them hit the ground, were you the Mexican wanna be gangsters to take them before they even hit the ground? Or was it just the pinata culture you grew up in that when something is falling from the sky you grab it. Maybe you were the dumb fucking white guy that looked up in said, “WHAT IS THIS” and when I replied “MY LIFE” you snatched it of the street and walked away with a stupid ” hey my race fucked up Americas future and gifts still fall from the sky for me” smile on your fuckin face… Maybe you were the black dude that payed know attention to what was going on and was headed to the bar to watch “football” if so, Just because the Lakers keep losing doesn’t mean you have to sell out and watch soccer… Either way universe, FUCK YOU I give.

I found a couple Helmets lying around and decided to break out the House of Color paint. My hats off to guys like Mark Remling, Ryan “Ryno” Templeton, and Craig Fraser. These guys are unbelievable masters in the field of Automotive paint. For the artist out there that follow my blog that don’t dabble in urethane let me “paint” this picture, automotive painting is tuff. It creates this cloud of sweet smelling death in your studio and as you scramble for your respirator you realize its to late. Your Lime Time Green stained hands have already soaked up a kustom painted nail for your coffin. Between the reducers, the kandys, the marbleizers and the pearls your 500 bucks deep into a project that you will be lucky to break even on. And clear coating, well, clear coating can suck my… I have 5 different airbrush’s, 3 paint guns and 2 compressors and only know how to use them at about 10 percent of their capabilities. That being said, when you do finish a project and stamnd in front of that one of a kind, shinny, wet looking custom piece of art, all the money you are out just doesn’t matter anymore. You can even over look the hair and dust that decided to ad an unwanted texture into your project. Some asshole is just gonna offer you a 100 bucks for it anyway.. The only reason I put these up was to show the glowing alien head… Sick… Sure there is a run in the clear. Yes there is a scratch or 2 in the paint. But who gives a shit… That glowing alien head looks insane….