Hit It & Quit It

Listen to the suave lyrics of the wonderous and jive ridden Funkadelic song, Hit It and Quit It. Get in and pull out while you're winning. Mickey said it best. "Women weaken legs." Even if you got no legs keep movin and funkin cuz the world won't wait.

@rt 30 Exhibit

Sup yall good shit comin! Today me and Brian installed the Westmoreland @rt30 exhibit and it opens up to the public in two days. Here's a few pics of the show and the super secret casa de la McCall that I felt way too lame to be in. Cheers

Sent a picture of this place to my mom and she said "You need that." Ya I kinda agree, my lungs hurt from painting like a weirdo in my basement.

 

I got completely blown out of the water by this dude. My horrible phone pictures do them no justice, chief example is those legs, they are so sexy in person that you wont even notice my pale pasty swimsuit model next to it. Plus his girls have bush bulge. Which, as you should know, I love.

 

Here's a link to Westmoreland's page for the show.

https://www.facebook.com/events/159109647587737/?notif_t=plan_user_joined

Here's where you can check out Brian's work

https://www.facebook.com/BrianAllenMcCall?fref=ts

http://www.flickr.com/photos/brianmccall/

 

See ya next week.

Sweet Tea

More Drawings. More Mc Donalds Sweet Teas. I've been drinking those constantly since I moved, nearly every time I drive by the place I go in and get one. Yea Yea I know I should just make my own like I used to but fuck off. My old roommate filled my gallon jugs with some pickled food and has yet to wash that shit out so my container just sits there, filled with old pickled shit and no tea.

 

The new place is treating me pretty good. I've got this tv that Jon and Louise left me and it distracts. Uncle Buck marathon or drawing? Matrix block or painting? Adventure Time or computer work? Yea easy choices. You can see my dilema.

 

For the last few days I've been sitting at Eljays and coming up with a music playlist with Frankie. He's been writing his horror story like a mad man. Makes me feel like a bum which is good. It's been a while since someones work ethic has shamed mine. We just take a break from reality while he minds the shop and listen to music. It's a break we both need. I fly so high when Im stoned. Taxi by Harry Chapin. Charlie I'm pregnant. Waits.

 

I'm off to a bon fire.

 

Beware



Trying new things in drawing and with the ladies. You guys hear the new pick up line about that kid show? Ive seen this shit work. Go up and tell a girl she reminds you of that show Yo Gabba Gabba. Ive witnessed this work for two seperate dudes with three different ladies. They love that! I really dont get it but you cant argue the results. I havent tried it yet, really havent hit on a chick in a while. Im notorious for being reserved not because Im shy or some shit I just get bored easily and havent met too many chicks that make me wunna shoot the lobster sauce. Psyche I just look for the big booty and the high cheek bones.

Here's the paintings I never showed from the Social Status show. Lot more work to do, big gig at a museum in a few months and more permanent gigs to kick ass at.

Girl Heads

So I've been going to the casino lately and winning. Not much yet but Ive gone twice and havent lost. My friend and I have a very strict system we follow and for the most part it hasnt let us down. Stick to the plan and pull out when youre winning. I did these sketches on paper with watercolor and ink I got with my winnings from bacarat and black jack.

When I sell a piece I start thinkin about the zeros. The Green ones. I dont even see the red and black I see the green. It's a magical color that green. Symbol of the struggle, symbol of the underdog, symbol of success, of failure, of speed, of life, of death. And I hardly ever use that color