Here are custom commissions kicks for a wedding. I in listed the help the of the very talented Lori from Moda di Magno to create a one of a kind bronze tab. Besure to check out etsy shop here.

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Nike Air Force 1

Two polar bears out for a walk with their pets stop for a chat about the days gossip. But suddenly that awkward moment rolls in when you realize your pet don’t get along.

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Commission
Acrylic on stained plywood
2′x2′ panels with trim

Bixby’s Grand Adventure

It was a wonderful day in the forest below Snow Hook Mountain. Normally the forest was cold and white like the inside of a polar bear’s cave. This day, however, was a scrumptiously bright and sunny day. A light breeze was rustling through the tree tops, and all the forest creatures were merrily enjoying the day. One such creature was a little bigfoot named Bixby. He was well known in these parts of the forest, not for the fact that he was the only little bigfoot in the land, but because he was more often than not getting into some kind of mischief. As much as he was cute and cuddly, he was twice as much a rabble-rouser. And today under the blazing blue sky seem like a good day for rousing an adventure.

Playing just outside his hut, a gusty breeze bellowed through the trees sending down a cascade of snowflakes. As Bixby looked up, one particular snowflake caught his eye. This snowflake danced a different kind of dance, slowly marching back and forth and around in loops. Even it’s color was a more radiate shade of white than all the other snow flakes combined. Transfixed by this snowflake, Bixby watched it slowly drift away. “Don’t leave me snowflake!” Bixby pleaded to his new icy friend. “Come back!” The snow flake didn’t listen as it started to float away. Bixby exploded out of the snow and began to give chase.

As Bixby came closer to the snowflake he thought, “It’s not running away, it wants to play!” So the two of them, one snowflake merrily prancing along and one bigfoot who thinks he has a new friend, began to wander further away from home.

Deeper and deeper into the forest Bixby and the snowflake played, never really paying attention to where they were or where they were going. As the day passed on, the sky that was once gleaming bright was now beginning to drift into a cold darkness. The forest playground that was once warm and friendly began to stir and waken. As the last rays of sun were escaping through the trees, Bixby paused to look around. He was alone. His adventurous companion, that extraordinary snowflake, had left him.

This was not the forest Bixby knew. It was so dark that everything seemed to moved as if it was one enormous shadow. Strange sounds reverberated from afar. Was it the trees doing their nightly dance with the wind? Or maybe one of his forest friends coming to see if he was O.K? It was hard to tell where the sounds were coming from. It was as if there was something right next to him. An arctic whisper that was inaudible in words, but remained crystal clear in his ears, chilled him straight down to the bone.

Bixby was petrified stiff, he wanted to run back home and curl up next to the warm fire, eating pie and drinking coco. But he didn’t even know what direction to run. The wind and snow had covered up his path. Alone and cold he stood there, when suddenly he saw something move on the edge of the forest. Slowly it moved toward him, pushing away the branches of trees in it’s path. The sound of crunching snow pounded in rhythm with his pounding heart beat. Bixby knew this was the end. He closed his eyes waiting to be devoured as this shapeless mass came into the light.

But that moment never came. The noise had stopped. Bixby slowly opened one eye, peaking through. To his surprise there was no monster or ferocious beast. It was a little snowman, who couldn’t have been much older than he was. He wasn’t scary at all, in fact he looked very scared himself, shivering cold and alone. Bixby walked over to him and asked what this little snowman’s name was. “N-n-i-i-p-p” he said through chattering teeth. Thinking for a moment, Bixby unwrapped his scarf, put it around Nip and gave him a big hug. “This will keep you warm and I’ll keep you safe.” Bixby said.

Under a blanket of twinkling stars, two lost and lonely creatures of the forest found each other to become friends. The night was cool and crisp, but the new found friendship between Bixby and Nip was sure to burn long after the night was gone.

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A Spooky Halloween is never complete without some ghoulish cards.

I finally get around to making myself some Fresh Kicks. I experimented with a new technique with the colored paint that worked really well and I’l doing again.

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Vans
Size 16

Above the Arctic Circle is the wonders of the Northern Light. One polar bear happens to lucky enough to see natures magic light show.

These are custom Vans shoes men’s size 11. Each shoe is hand painted with specialy formulated paint to last, then finished with a protective layer.

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Vans
Size 11

You have two feel, why not show them off in these custom shoes. Don’t let the name fool you, these are clean and will turn some heads.

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Nike Cortez
Size 11

A self portrait, One of the first drawings that really started it this going.

A Magical Christmas Night

It was calm, cold, night on Snow Hook Mountain, the skies were as clear as an ocean of stars cascading across the sky. Two friends, Charles the Snowman and Mac the Abominable Bigfoot, were starting to decorate their Christmas tree, when all of sudden a blazing ball of light shot across the sky.

“A shooting star!” they both shouted as the night became aglow with the light shinning off the freshly fallen snow. “Let’s go check it out,” said Charles. So they gathered up their sled and set out.

Through the forest and over hills they traveled, following that shooting star, until at last – KABOOM! It smashed into the frozen tundra creating a massive crater. Charles and Mac sledded up to the mammoth hole and cautiously peeked over the edge.

To their surprise they saw a magic lamp. Not just any old magic lamp, this one was different, special. It was adorned with majestic emerald Christmas trees and glittering red ornaments, all within a golden lamp that glowed and sparkled.

The two friends reached down and picked up the Magic Christmas Lamp, They closed their eyes and gave the lamp a rub, not knowing what to expect. BANG! WOOSH! KA-POW! Out sprang a Christmas tree like no other. Presents and gifts, packages with ribbons and bows, lights and trimming exploded in every direction. “HOORAY” they both shouted with an excited roar!

After a little adventure into the unknown with good friends, anything is possible on this magical Christmas night.

A short animation spoof of the hit reality TV show Fear Factor. Only this time it’s hosted by Mike Tyson. Watch the comedy unfold with his guest Micheal Jackson. Two Mikes’ for the price of one, now thats a must see TV show.