Imagination is the last and my favourite artwork from the Homo Mechanicus series even though it is not tight to the it but created as a side project. It is a handcut artwork but this time i used a ...expand text.

Imagination is the last and my favourite artwork from the Homo Mechanicus series even though it is not tight to the it but created as a side project. It is a handcut artwork but this time i used a black plexiglass as surface for my pieces instead of a cardboard. The glossy elastic plexiglass made the perfect space for my collage to be glued and stay in shape, not a single air bubble was created. I used all the techniques and tricks learn ed from my 8 month experience in creating the series and still to this day it is the only artwork i regret selling. Close text

Collage of elements portraits, textures, and vague objects. Technically mixed media with light pen marks in areas.

A part of the Isabella obsession series

This was painted after a conversation with a person who was looking through David's portfolio. The man commented that he thought his work resembled that of Dali, and David said, 'Yeah, but Dali has never made a skydive.' The man ...expand text.

This was painted after a conversation with a person who was looking through David's portfolio. The man commented that he thought his work resembled that of Dali, and David said, 'Yeah, but Dali has never made a skydive.' The man jokingly pondered over what Dali would paint if he had made a skydive, so David decided to paint it himself Close text

2004 strawberries are fondle friendly...colorful...soulful...energetic...nipples are woods own knots...hand made frame fully painted all around...this one was hard to let go of...

He's gonna explooooode! He wishes. He's probably just going to suffer from asphyxiation and flesh burns, stifling heat and the shame of his exposure for all eternity, writhing and muffled screams and cries for mercy pleeeease pleeaaase pleeeease what did ...expand text.

He's gonna explooooode! He wishes. He's probably just going to suffer from asphyxiation and flesh burns, stifling heat and the shame of his exposure for all eternity, writhing and muffled screams and cries for mercy pleeeease pleeaaase pleeeease what did i do to deserve thiiiisss that reminds me of the hissing of the pipes and the clank clink rev hum constant buzz of industrialized society enveloping and we are drowning in a lost lonely homogenization of the individual that leaves him quite the individual in the worse way. oh well Close text

This is a Machinery Fantastique. Floating in some kind of cosmic soup are the Ark of the Covenant, concealed by a veil, of course, the rope of time that binds it to the present, and the machine of thoughts that ...expand text.

This is a Machinery Fantastique. Floating in some kind of cosmic soup are the Ark of the Covenant, concealed by a veil, of course, the rope of time that binds it to the present, and the machine of thoughts that produces its noemi modules to assimilate the data, being the universe and the cloaked nature of its creation. Fortunately, the production of the thoughts and the assimilation process itself is powered via the lazer shooting out of the nebula of the beginning and reflected into the nothingness of the end, obviously sent by the source of being who reveals not even the direction of his power- devious! As for man, or that sentient creature who questions, he has mirrors to direct the lazer to power his propulsion through his limited tenure as a being, he can harness it with sails, and he can adjust the levels with a control board. He's also regulating noemii module production, propulsion, and what not, so he's got his hands full. He's just not sure if it's really doing anything. Close text

Commonly refered to as the medussa painting, it is figure of a soul corrupted by evil, indicative of the horns taken root in place of hair, the quickly disappearance traces of purity symbolized in the water trickling through the souls ...expand text.

Commonly refered to as the medussa painting, it is figure of a soul corrupted by evil, indicative of the horns taken root in place of hair, the quickly disappearance traces of purity symbolized in the water trickling through the souls cupped fingers as it stares hopelessly at the gathering clouds about him. Close text

This image is of a curved wall of mirrors in a temporary display room for an exhibit that was at the Musee D' Orsay, in Paris, summer of 2004. The way the mirror reflected the lights and the way ...expand text.

This image is of a curved wall of mirrors in a temporary display room for an exhibit that was at the Musee D' Orsay, in Paris, summer of 2004. The way the mirror reflected the lights and the way the curves affected the reflections was very surreall to me. The figure on the edge of the frame is myself so it is a self portrait technically, but the image is really more about the idea of being on the verge of something, just stepping into a world as yet unknown to you, and the identity of the figure is less relevant. I am offering this image as an extremely limited edition of 11x14 Archival Prints.For availability in other print sizes please inquire. This image is only available as a very LIMITED EDITION print. I'm keeping it an open edition for now and will only print as orders come in, but I will be closing out the edition after a few orders. Close text