This one was done of a nice woman I met.  She had long hair that seemed alive.

     I can't make enough of napkins like these, where it has my name, and the price on it.

     This one was drawn by a woman from Norway, but I painted it.  I like the drawing of a robot with a martini.  It is fun.
    
    

     Here is one I made for somebody's niece.  The guy who bought it is a regular customer of mine.  It is a pain to make custom ones for people, because then I have to focus on just one for an hour.  Normally I like to work on thirty napkin arts at a time, painting a little here and there, and letting them grow organically.
 

     These two I made because my friend Charlie pointed out that I didn't spend a lot of time on hands on my paintings.  So I did these just to show I could draw hands if I wanted to.

     There are a lot of nut jobs in San Francisco, and many that hang around the bar I go to.  Thus, this napkin art was born.
     I am no stranger to weird things in my head, so this was an appropriate piece to make.

     This was a commission piece that some girl ordered from me for her boyfriend.  It was to celebrate his sixth year of sobriety.  I gave her a painted army man to go along with it.
     I ought to make more number paintings like this, and then people can attach their own meaning to it.
     Any number painting that I've made in the past, when I have it out on the table, sure enough, some girl will say something like, "That twenty-two reminds me of how many people were in my high school English class!".

     Go Figure.

     Here is yet another typical picture of my table display at Specs Bar, in North Beach, San Francisco.  I am lucky they let me paint there every night.
     At least one bartender seems a little burnt out on me, but it isn't my problem.  I am a paying customer.  I buy several beers every night.

     It looks like Godzilla and Giraffe have had a little too much to drink.  They fell down and went boom.

     Sometimes when people go through my napkin art, there is a big mess on the table, which is one reason why a particular bartender might not be too happy with me.
     Oh well, what can I do?  I am an artist.
     Anyway, this picture was taken to kind of simulate the following picture, from a recent museum exhibit I attended....

See?  We are living in a "Golden Age" today.

Life would still suck, but luckily we have the internet.

Paul Z. and Liam

  
     Let's just say that these two guys give me problems at the bar.  So, they get the napkin art treatment, which is the only way I can deal with them, through humor.  I can't talk to them, I can't kill them, so I am left with this to get out the anger.

     I actually felt better after I drew these two pieces.

See The Bunny.
     He walks.
          He is happy.
                   He has a bag strapped around his shoulder.
                           It looks like he is making a special delivery.
                                 We don't know what is in the bag, or why the bunny is so happy.
                                        He must be happy about something.

Here are three more table display pictures of my napkin art...

These photos were taken at the cafe, where people go out of their way to not look at my art, much less buy them.

     The more you look, the more you see.  I think these people are missing out.  Either that, or they don't have five dollars to spend, cheap bastards.

It's A Curse To Be Both Mediocre and Ambitious

     The drawing of the creature was done by this moron who siphoned our beers when we weren't looking.  The rest of the work, including the painting was done by me.
     These are two separate napkins, but they seemed to be a good match at the time of the photo.
 
     I ran into the person at the bar again.  I really don't like him.  He is 22, and he rubs me the wrong way.  His attitude is a Yankees, Graffiti mix.  He is a little thief, too.

     I checked to see if I had posted this one.  I scrolled through all of my napkin art entries, but this one hadn't been put up yet, so here it is.
     This couple on September 28, 2012, and I think it was a Saturday Night saw what I was doing, and requested that I paint a portrait of them.  They were nice people, so I obliged them.  I think it came out pretty good for a quick study kind of cartoon thing.  I like this piece.  I like the blue, black, and the red of the woman's hair.  I also like the space on the left which gives breathing room for the figures.
    
     I remember that it was a crowded night, and that I was sitting at the back table.  The couple is sitting side by side, so I know they were sitting on the piano bench at the back of the bar.
     Little things about the art can trigger my memory.

     Thanks for reading and looking at my art.

     To be honest, I am a little confused today.  There is a lot going on, and I am frustrated because I can't do everything at once.  In addition, my computer has so much stuff on it, that I have to get rid of as many items as possible.
     After many years on the same computer, the memory gets whittled down a bit.

     If need be, I can always mail photos to myself, and download them onto my laptop.

     I have an external hard drive, but I get confused by this particular kind, so I will just have to deal with it.

     I am just writing this stuff to help clear my head, so please forgive me.  I get overwhelmed easily by all of the things in this world.

     After twenty five years of making art, I can't keep track of everything anymore, and why would I want to?  I don't know.

     I still wish I had every piece of art that I ever made, but the truth is, most of it would probably just collect dust.

     The stuff I did in art school wasn't all that great, and neither is the stuff I am doing now.  It is too complicated to explain.

     Sometimes school taught me a lot, sometimes it confused me about all of the things I was supposed to do all the time.

     I thought art school was going to help my career, but that wasn't true.  I am back at square one, just trying to make a go of it all.

     It ain't easy.

     I wasn't going to write all this stuff, but then I say, "why not?", and then it turns into this, haha.

     I will try to have more of a sense of humor about things, like this lady said to me.  However, I didn't think she was all that funny herself, so that is why I didn't laugh.  I was more dismayed at her for not taking my art more seriously.  Does everything have to be a laugh fest?  I don't know.  Then again, what do I expect?  I paint in a bar.

     Anyway, wish me luck, I need it.  I don't even know whether or not to eat right now, because then I cook, eat, take a nap, and then I am late for work.  It is hard for me to figure everything out.  Sometimes I need an assistant, but if she was a pretty girl, I don't think I would get much work done.  I think I would be distracted.

     I slept in today, and it was really good.  I love my sleep.  It is the only time I don't drink, smoke, or eat.
     Anyway, it was another evening of napkin art at the bar last night.  I had no sales.  'Zero. Zero'.
     Anyhow, I will dig up some recent photos to show y'all what I've been up to.

     This is a typical scene on my table, where I have toy animals, beer, paint, and a ton of napkin art.  Some people look at it and think it is a complete and total mess.  These kind of people never buy.  Others who are more 'art-sensitive' look at the chaos and say, "Hey, there is a lot going on here."
     A recent statement somebody said is, "The More You Look, The More You See".  I love that.  It is true.
     A recent tragedy is that somebody stole my Toy Godzilla while I was having a cigarette.  I haven't had too many problems with thievery in the bar, because most people are cool, but some jerk made the swiped.  I hope something bad happens to him.  That was one of my favorite toys on the table.  He has been in many blog entries and videos, and it was cruel to steal him from me.  Trucker.

     This woman made a request for 'more evil clowns', so I've been trying to oblige her.  It is a fun subject, so I don't mind at all.  It is right up my alley.
    
     Sales have been down lately, so all I can do is keep trying.  A week ago a British guy bought twenty of them for a $100 sale.  I was glad, because it means I can still get pretty good sales from time to time.
     Ideally, I would love to make $100 every night.  That would be incredible. 
     I would be living a pretty good life at that point.

     Hopefully Blogger won't have trouble with this picture.  Her breasts are covered with a pen, and she is wearing panties. 
     This painting was done on a newspaper page thirteen years ago.
     Within a half hour of setting this out, it sold for $40.  It was to a friend of a friend, so it was okay.  In a gallery situation if this piece was framed, it could see for much more.  The problem is not many people in San Francisco have money to buy art with.  Most are scraping by as it is, just like me.
     I am not sure, but one of my newspaper drawings may have been stolen.  I brought five out the other night.  One seems to be missing, unless I am mistaken.
     Anyway, I will now have newspaper paintings out every night, because I can sell them for a lot more than the napkins.
     They were all done in The Specs Life Drawing Class over ten years ago.
     I don't know how I woke up to get to the bar after working the previous night.
     Naked women is an astounding motivator, I have found.  Plus, I was a lot younger.

     Specs Bar always has interesting things written on the sandwich board outside.  Unfortunately, a couple of the customers, people walking by, and homeless people hanging out in the alley like to alter the messages.  The original message is always better.

     I guess that is enough for today's napkin art entry.

     Have a nice day, and wish me luck.  I need it.