
What can I say? This is what I think about during a morning espresso in the city. I blame the morning commute with the idiots on their cellphones. Seriously, who needs to talk that loud?
A Tribute To Infernal Mechinations, Ideas That Never Were And The Obsessive Compulsive Behavior That Creates Them.

This is one of the rare cases where I did a smaller drawing and then immediately produced a larger version of that idea (mainly I was playing with conical gearing). But x428 is fun in its brevity and I was careless and left coffee stains on it (the ink is very water soluble). The next one was done during lunch breaks over a couple of days while we were sorting through an art collectors home (which was inspiring as always). As for their names, I am often bothered or interrupted while drawing. (Apparently headphones on and intently drawing in a corner is an invitation for interruption). When I was stopped by someone's curiosity this time by them wanting to know what I was drawing, I told them the first thing that popped into my head that I thought would make them go away. It was a drawing of a Kafka-Tesla Suicide Machine. They quickly left and the name stuck.
A ridiculously long title but that's what it is a drawing of. A few years ago there was a brief period where I was fascinated by black holes. As a child I saw Disney's The Black Hole (great in a weird way..although wildly inaccurate) and always thought it was mind blowing how they even exist. So I ended up reading JP Luminet's book Black Holes and became obsessed with them all over again. This one was drawn after work at a bar on a Starbucks' napkin that I happened to have on me (which has one of the ugliest shades of green logo on it).
This is the first piece I sold at the show I was in at The Laundromat Gallery in NYC. I had no idea if anyone would get the whole elaborate drawing on napkin thing, but a few did. Anyway, Da Vinci has always been a huge influence. The pages of his various codex have fascinated me ever since my first exposure to them. I was lucky enough to see the Codex Leicester in NYC. I do not write backwards as he did, but I enjoy the look and writing out notations about the works.
The first time I saw Metropolis was the fascinating yet not terribly true to the original idea 1985 Moroder version. I still think that version is awesome in its own Hindenburgian manner. Soundtrack and story (what was left of it) aside, the visuals came through loud and clear. This drawing is but a doodle of the impression I have from the film. Cyclopean monoliths with Tesla generators with a mathematical matrix at its center.