When I was at my parents house I decided to make a catalog of all the artwork hanging there. I quickly discovered there were more paintings that are in trash bags in the basement. Quite a few of them I forgot that they even existed.

Just for fun I’ll catalog them all here with a brief description, think of it as Art Walk Silver Globe Road.

Mr. Crab was etched out in vinyl when I was at some early point in high school. This piece can currently be seen on the door to the Bedroom Gallery.

Currently housed in the Bedroom Gallery, this is my first oil painting. Painted during an introductory painting class at the Betsy Mills Club. I believe this is probably in my pre-armpit hair phase.

This one is a pastel piece seen on the door of The Lavatory. In the middle you can see me and my at the time date/girlfriend. I think this was the girl from Williamstown. I want to say her name was Brittany and she was 17 – I was 16. I wrote a song about her, but I only saw her a few times. The couple in the background were my friends Ben and Amanda. I didn’t draw the faces because I wasn’t good at it and didn’t want to screw it up.

This painting is hidden behind the christmas trees in the Living Space. This was one of my first oil paintings, probably done somewhere in the early double digit phase.

This painting is hidden behind the door to The Basement Gallery. It is one of the few paintings I did in college in acrylic I believe. This piece was done with several others that had the only requirement of “being abstract.” Yes, that is an animal with a rider. What kind of animal? What kind of rider? Where are they going? Is that a star?

I hate abstract art…

This pastel drawing is a strange nearly negative image of two brooms. Fittingly enough it appears framed and behind protective glass in the heated Kitchen Gallery.

This painting is supposed to be of fruits. They look weird. Like I bought “neon” paints or something. Curiously this is not in the Kitchen Gallery – but has a semi-permanent residency in La Bedroom.

This painting is also curiously not in the Kitchen Gallery but in La Bedroom. This piece was donated to the Silver Globe after previous residence in the 20th Avenue Space.

This Elephant is made of paper mache and hangs from the top of the wall by the the stairs in the Billiard Room. I was 15 or 16 when I made it.

This was the beginning of my long love affair with nearly naked bald men in animal print underwear. Or it may have something to do with this. This life-size (although not life-like) portrait hangs in the Billiard Room.

This watercolor was done early in high school. I believe the assignment was to imagine a scene from Alice in Wonderland. This piece can be seen on the west wall of the Billiard Room.

Here we see an intricate pencil portrait of Ralph Fiennes. This Billiard Room piece is upstaged by the outstanding work of Green Hanging Folder (in the art world we usually just abbreviate it to GHF) and Wolohan Lumber Receipts.

Another Billiard Room piece. This piece was an assignment to show what a future room might look like. Currently this piece is taking part in a “art interaction” experiment with the Stereo Amplifier Group (from Japan).

One of my first oil paintings in high school (there weren’t many) depicting a fictional coastline. This piece can be seen in the Billiard Room.

This Billiard Room ebony pencil drawing is part of an interactive symbiotic piece in which the pool cues take the place of the guitar strings of the guitar depicted in the drawing.

This Billiard Room piece is unremarkable except for the reason that I recently saw art made in this same fashion and with less detail by a “professional” at the Los Angeles Art Walk. I explained to my fellow Walkers how easy it was to make these.

This Billiard Room piece is another in the “art interaction” series. The original painting was made with paint and glue. The piece is now overshadowed by a specially cut wood panel covering all but the top of the subjects head – symbolizing how we are all drowning.

I had a photo of my cousin Andrea wearing a gardening hat (one of those round wide straw hats) with her head down. When I decided to paint this I didn’t realize that it would look like she was wearing a space helmet, or had a plate for a head – and so on. This was pulled from the Long Archives.

From the Long Archives. I don’t know when I painted this. In college I think.

Another from the Archives from the forced abstraction series. It was so awesome I didn’t even take it out of the bag for fear of damaging it.

Another from the Archives from the forced abstraction series. It was so awesome I didn’t even take it out of the bag for fear of damaging it.

This Archived painting was supposed to be of my ex girlfriend in college. It kinda looks like her… if she looked all weird and deformed. (which she didn’t)

I completely forgot that this painting ever existed. I kind of like it and might rework it for a future painting. Although I’d have to make sure that the “diver” no longer looks like he has been burnt alive.

From the Archives. I think was inspired by this as well. What is even more interesting though is what happened on the back of this – a piece I gessoed myself and didn’t do a very good job:

As you can see, I didn’t gesso very well, and the oil paint seeped through to the back of the painting. I think this makes a very interesting abstract painting (or at least the beginnings of one). No, I’m not sarcastic this time.

Another from the Archives from the forced abstraction series. I kind of like this one… maybe. You aren’t meant to know whether it is upside down or not. This reminds me of The Fountain, even though the movie wouldn’t come out for another four years.

For whatever reason I remember painting this very vividly in my bedroom at my parents house when I must have been a freshman in high school. In any case it must be in high school because clearly I borrowed the ok computer album leaf people. Also you can faintly see in the background where I painted over a scene outside of our studio art classroom. This same shot can be seen in Byron’s photos on his facebook page I think.

A shot of the Long Archives (note the security – “ammo”)

This piece was a collectable in a series of 1. I think I made this out of clay for my dad for fathers day when I was a kid. Or maybe I’m adding to much story to something that was essentially a 3D doodle.

This piece in the Bookshelf Gallery is called The Ugliest Doorstop.

And our tour ends with this piece, showcased in the ultra modern Hidden Corner Behind Magazines Gallery. I don’t think it was originally so mangled looking…