But I have been keeping somewhat busy. Mostly coloring Mahfood’s stuff and working on Teen Heaven. I’m prouda that shet.
Last weekend was a fucking blast. The best con ever for me (probably since I spent a total of like five hours at the actual con over the whole weekend) The con itself was nothing new. Same ol shit. The best part is running into familiar faces. The real fun was afterwards, hanging with Jim Mahfood, Dave Crosland and Mike Huddleston along with other cats (like Kat, Ivan Brandon, Shannon, Erin, Andy McDonald, Layman, Patricia Kinky Reggae, John Futhafuckin G!!!! and a bunch of other cool ass cats)
Live art was off the hook. Jim, Dave, Huddleston and I had the most ghetto ass experience trying to make it to our own show- strapping 8 foot (or so) plywood to my little ass geo storm. Didn’t think she’d be able to handle that shit. Dave and Mike in the back, crouched and pulling on the ropes while Jim and I in front with our arms out the windows holding the plywood down. Some Sanford and Son shit. But all in all, a beautiful night. I accepted ALL drink offers, sold paintings and rocked the paints. The climax of the night came when Dave, Mike Bianco and I sang BBD’s “Poison” at the top of our fucking lungs. Thanks to everybody who showed up. Not to brag, but we had the guests full attention that night. We’d turn around and see everybody caught up in what we’re doing. That’s a beautiful feeling. The only thing that would’ve made it better is if Sara Lou could’ve showed. She was sick, poor Nene.
Special thanks to Intel, the king among kings, who busted his ass to put this together. And for spinning the dope cuts I was gettin down to. Thanks to Maker and Pickel, Jim Mahfood, Dave Crosland and Mike Bianco. Thanks to Mike H for helping us with our home depot shopping. And Thanks to the owners of the Black Beetle for having us. I hope to do this again.
Oh, another highlight of the night was when I saw Adeem came to check us out. Fhuck-in-A. Adeem is dope, and his group, Glue, is dope.
The next day was slow, but breezy. No hang over for me. I went to the con late and left early when Huddleston and I went record shopping at Dusty Groove America. I dropped around $200 and Mike a little less. But we got the good shit.
Sunday ended at the Sofitel, kickin it with Mike and Dave, Jeff and Kat Amano, Erin, and the NYC Mech boys. Made some new friends, celebrated, and I gots a shitload of memories and in jokes to share.
Pics from last weekend:
My first piece sold as soon as it came of the plywood….
not the best thing I’ve drawn, but I had funs….
Mike Bianco shows off his Rick James piece….
Mike Huddleston, Kat Amano, Jim Mahfood
Me being retarded, John G rockin the sharpie…
The lovely Kat Amano and the lovely Dave Crosland
Triple Trouble: Dave C., John G., Josee G…
Patricia of Kinky Reggae and Mike Huddleston. What’s in those Reese’s!?
Mike Oeming and I rockin the Sidekicks…
John G and Jose G skrawlin’….
Mike Huddleston, Dave Crosland and me in the Hyatt lobby (on fresh mode)
The Famous John G of Wheelchair Riot!….
If anybody out there has photos of the night, pleas hit me up at josegaribaldiATgmailDOTcom . I would love to see em.
Here are a couple Teen Heaven pages:
This is one of four pages that are being inserted into the first chapter. It further explains what the deal is with The Gramps.
Won’t explain this one. don’t want to spoil it…..
Well, til next time homies!