Sunday, December 27, 2009

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Friday, December 25, 2009

HO HO HO!


hope all your dreams come true...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

special visit


someone special stopped by the pulver christmas party the other night..

Saturday, December 19, 2009

masked santas!























































source














mmm, i want cookies from an enormous lady with tiny feet in a kitchen that's been drawn in on the walls and floor...

Thursday, December 17, 2009

this just in

I have started posting original paintings on etsy...
get yer groove on HERE...

slow loris

see here for the sad truth

Monday, December 14, 2009

Friday, December 11, 2009



forget that stars blink
forget the way some people lower the tip
of their right eyebrow
when you say a little too long
and look away
everyone is tied to a burning sky
just like you.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009




Weee! HERE are some new auctions i've got on ebay...

Monday, December 7, 2009

oh my

i found this delectable photo and more here!

Happy 60th Tom!

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Hair Ice!


I've never heard of it either...


SOURCE
Photo by Rick Eppler

Friday, December 4, 2009

Sunday, November 29, 2009

ebaaaay!





new stuff just posted....all 8x10's...search pulver art

hello big head

Friday, November 27, 2009

0169


0169
Originally uploaded by amy huddleston
love amy's work!!!

last-paint


last-paint
Originally uploaded by angelinacamelo
love this piece by angelica camelo!

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Saturday, November 21, 2009

another old poem

tough
into the dirt
we go sailing
someone’s gonna get hurt.
oh shit
let’s admit
that everyone is gonna get hurt
and in between
the bewilderment
and right beside
the gunny sack of guilt
will be our final magic trick:
turning the key in the lock
tick tock tick tock tick tock

Friday, November 20, 2009

let the wild rumpus start!


will be putting it up on ebay on monday:)

Monday, November 16, 2009

Friday, November 13, 2009

Thursday, November 12, 2009

another one of my old poems














gave away the jump key
for a quick ride by the river

wavin’ at the trees on the other side
the whole damn time

and somehow i’ve lost my voice
cold rickety as it was

and as you drive much faster
the wider the water gets

i sit in the back seat window
staring at the drowning leaves

Monday, November 9, 2009


all new, plus one mystery one! see here:)

Friday, November 6, 2009

where the wild things are

beautiful, brilliant movie....

Thursday, November 5, 2009

you go tell Rafael..

from the end credits of Being There, one of my all time favorite movies.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

ebay pickins


this weeks ebay offerings can be found right HERE.

Monday, November 2, 2009

frida!


this is my friend trish in her stunning frida kahlo outfit...gotta love the monkey:^)

Saturday, October 31, 2009

worth a shot


couldnt find the source for this little gem...

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

crankin em out

While You Were Sleeping
One of my newest, 8x10, on ebay now, along with a few others...see here

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Friday, October 23, 2009

do you dream about this man?


Apparently, in January 2006 in New York, the patient of a well-known psychiatrist draws the face of a man that has been repeatedly appearing in her dreams. In more than one occasion that man has given her advice on her private life. The woman swears she has never met the man in her life.

That portrait lies forgotten on the psychiatrist's desk for a few days until one day another patient recognizes that face and says that the man has often visited him in his dreams. He also claims he has never seen that man in his waking life.

The psychiatrist decides to send the portrait to some of his colleagues that have patients with recurrent dreams. Within a few months, four patients recognize the man as a frequent presence in their own dreams. All the patients refer to him as THIS MAN.

Here's the website for more info on this strange phenomenon...

Thursday, October 22, 2009

another one of my old poems



























tangle doubt with open space
the trigger bouts of juniper
climb morning glories
with warm melting wings
keep out your turning masses
but wave in the free.

you glass up the worrying tree
and free split into thin air
the old topple back is back
and your front yard
is a freakin’ mess.

from the swanky depths
of what used to be a very feathery drown
hands reach skyward
and together manage with twisting branches
to pull off the night

going by knuckle scraping accuracy this time
like taking out the dog
you’ll see me in the alley next time
saying shit about no god.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009