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    <loc>http://evaryanart.gallery/pen-and-ink</loc>
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    <lastmod>2016-04-12</lastmod>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Brain On Fire</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper. inspired by the book "Brain on Fire" written by Susannah Cahlan.  </image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Brain On Fire</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper. inspired by the book "Brain on Fire" written by Susannah Cahlan.  </image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Decamping</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper.  I think about this stuff.  This drawing is my idea of what dying is like. We are living and experiencing a pseudo preamble to our inevitable permanent ending.   What we refer to as "Living" is a prologue that is unique in perception,  individualized to the person in question and tailored with only attaining the pursuit of happiness, yet we crave, yearn and froth at the mouth at the thought of what we idealistically, and with superficiality in cahoots with naivety--  both standing close by, regard as "living" (happiness). Living, or rather the thought of what it is to truly live, is merely a factitious rendering comprised of propaganda, lackluster societal thinking, and pretentious grandiose ideas that we made up. We are under the impression that we know everything.    we all just decamp to some other plane of existence that cant be fathomed or thought of.  If i could talk to my dad, i would give him a low-five, a grin and ask him, "whats next?"      </image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Shes Ugly</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper.  Me: Moon face, fat ass, muffin tops, bitten nails, Dirty hippy hair, linebacker thighs, uneven eyebrows, acne scars, stretch marks, rough hands, short stature, bingo-wing arms, short chunky legs with little muscle definition, among other various physical flaws.             </image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Jezebel Breaths</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper. I understand how Jezebel felt.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - They Broke</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper, mounted on wood, finished with epoxy resin. I used to have broken glasses.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - High Fructose</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper, pressed between glass, framed in a vintage window. This idea was taken from an old drawing of mine that I had found; it was hiding in one of my drawers.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Stinking Thinking</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper, mounted on wood, finished with epoxy resin.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Untitled</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Intercostal Birds</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper, mounted on reclaimed wood, finished with epoxy resin. in·ter·cos·tal ˌintərˈkästəl/ ANATOMY adjective 1. situated between the ribs</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Articulate</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper. Old notes that I found in my studio trashcan.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Supine</image:title>
      <image:caption>Drawing: pen, ink, and obituary newspaper clippings on watercolor paper, nailed and mounted on wood, finished with epoxy resin. su·pine ˈso͞oˌpīn/ adjective 1. (of a person) lying face upward.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Leftovers</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen, ink, reclaimed match sticks, reclaimed photographs, mounted on wood, finished with epoxy resin.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Cluckolds</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen, ink, watercolor paper, mounted on wood, epoxy resin finish, found electrical box covering</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Note</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Birds. - Forming</image:title>
      <image:caption>Mixed media on watercolor paper.  I was listening to the Germs as I was drawing this.  And i was toying around with the fallacy of beauty and perception.  What is beautiful to some is not beautiful to all.    I think bugs are pretty.  Bugs and geese= the "dream team"</image:caption>
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    <loc>http://evaryanart.gallery/graphitedrawings</loc>
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    <lastmod>2016-04-12</lastmod>
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      <image:title>The Others.</image:title>
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      <image:title>The Others. - Strange Fruit</image:title>
      <image:caption>Graphite on bristol  </image:caption>
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      <image:title>The Others. - Dad</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on crap-paper bought at dollar tree.  My dad.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>The Others. - Extended release</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen and ink on watercolor paper. GENERIC ADDERALL XR, 30 mgs twice a day. No refills.  Adderall is to my brain, what giant bird heads are to human ears. Jabberwocky.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>The Others. - January 14th</image:title>
      <image:caption>Graphite and ink on bristol and watercolor paper, mounted on wood panel.  A photographer that worked in the studio across from mine, gave me the reference photo that I used for this drawing. We were sitting in her apartment, flipping through photographs she had recently taken, andI fell in love with this hand.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>The Others. - Untitled</image:title>
      <image:caption>Pen, ink, colored pencil, bristol paper, mounted on wood.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>The Others. - This Mess is a Place</image:title>
      <image:caption>Graphite, pen,and paint marker on bristol This took me 2 years to complete. I kept having to put it away, or hide it in my portfolio for weeks at a time.</image:caption>
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    <loc>http://evaryanart.gallery/collaboration</loc>
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    <lastmod>2015-09-20</lastmod>
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      <image:title>Collaboration - Aversion</image:title>
      <image:caption>In Collaboration with Nash Rightmer. Mixed media on canvas</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Collaboration - Aversion</image:title>
      <image:caption>In Collaboration with Nash Rightmer. Mixed media on canvas</image:caption>
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      <image:title>Collaboration - Dopamine</image:title>
      <image:caption>In Collaboration with Nash Rightmer. Mixed media on canvas.</image:caption>
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    <loc>http://evaryanart.gallery/contact</loc>
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    <lastmod>2015-09-03</lastmod>
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    <loc>http://evaryanart.gallery/home</loc>
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    <lastmod>2015-06-30</lastmod>
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    <loc>http://evaryanart.gallery/bio-1</loc>
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    <lastmod>2015-09-16</lastmod>
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