Margaret: This is the first completed painting in my series on exploring what it means to leave one’s family. This painting focuses on not being able to be around those you love and the inability you have to assist them. 5 1/2 by 5 1/2
Photo By: Skye Robbins
I Knew Them All: One night I woke up from one of those dreams that was so vivid I was not sure what was real when I opened my eyes. In my dream there was a horrible war. I was given a list of names of the dead. It was my job to tell those around me who had perished. I wept over this list of names; they were people I knew, people that the other civilians around me knew. Yet when I tried to spread the names of the dead nobody cared. 12 1/2 by 7 1/2
Photo by: Skye Robbins
Uninterested: This is a character that just could care less about the universe surrounding him. He is just there. 5 1/4 by 3 1/2
Photo by: Skye Robbins
D.O.G.T. : This is a painting I made for Christopher Collins/D.O.G.T. Check out the Defenders of Good Times!!!
Photo by: Skye Robbins
The Third Layer: In my painting Bonnie the Bruja, this is a painting hung up in one of the windows. This is my painting within a painting within a painting. 10in by 9in
Photo by: Skye Robbins
I Dreamt I was Hiding from Death: Right after I got very ill I had many dreams that I was dying. In this dream I was younger than I am now. Hooks started coming out of the sky fishing for myself and the friends I was with . We were scared and ran into a wooden shack. Looking out through a crack in the wood I suddenly saw that there were many more shacks across from ours. The other shacks were grouped in a village, each with an elderly person inside. We watched as they were pulled into the sky, scared that we would be next. We tried to hide but we ended up going to the village anyway, waiting to be put into boxes, pulled to the sky, waiting to die. 10 1/2in by 12 1/4in
Photo by: Skye Robbins
Mission Monday: I live right off of Mission St by a punk house. This character comes from a combination of what I see walking down the street everyday and a combination of myself, know the feeling of starting a day out chasing away your headache from the night before with a beer, or two, or most likely far more. 6 1/4in by 4 1/4in
Photo by: Skye Robbins
Robert: This is a painting of my Grandfather. The last time I visited home he looked so small and cold, covered in blankets on his couch. He looked as though he would never be warm or strong again. 12 1/4in by 12in
Photo by: Skye Robbins
