A bit of a surreal drawing I thought I'd share!

xoxo

Salvatore

Hey everyone. I've been spending my time painting and I promised to show you what I've accumulated, so here is some of the newer stuff. Hope you enjoy it!





Bottle of Wine and an Orange (not finished!)



Untitled



Dead Leaves and Cloth Hearts



Collage of lady eyes



Surrender #2

Just a quick sketch I did. It's called "Cry Buddha Cry" (good song title i think!). I hope everyone had a fantastic and safe New Year's Eve, I know I did. I can't wait to do more and more paintings this year and really build up a huge body of work. I'm also looking for a job tommorow, so hopefully that'll work out. Leave me some love if you've got any!

Ciao!

Holy man tiptoed his way across the ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade.

Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order
From a man in a tee-pee, california.
He said he once was the great game show performer
Then he blew all his money away,
Blew it all away.

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. e. perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

Well, we all go happy day glow in the disco
The sound of magic music in our brains
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors
Says lord, give me time, for I've jumped into space
I'm in outer space.

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan geurilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. e. perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. e. perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own

Then you're on your own

I have this recurring dream that I'm young, maybe ten or eleven, and I'm going to school, and on my way to the bus stop, there's this concert going on in the alley by my house. It's all these bands I don't know and I'm told it happens everyfriday, along with garbage pickup and then i see Bebe Neuwirth, and she's dressed as a mail lady (like in that episode of Pete and Pete) and she sorta looks at me and smiles and so I follow her around on her route like a lost puppy. Very strange.