...... and it didn't lie! This weekend I was able to sneak away down to Tombstone, Arizona to help support a dear friend when he opened the doors of his Shitty Studio to the world. The hard packed dirt of 4th Street in Tombstone has seen more blood spilled on it than many entire cities have. Now on that very street between Toughnut and Allen Streets a new senseless tragedy has occurred! My friend George the Painter has moved in and opened shop! For the very first time in his career he has managed to amass an entire wall's length of GTP originals and in all in one location at the same time, it may not happen again for all of eternity. That is because come 2012 we're all dead anyway right? The location so amazing only a town like Tombstone could host the dirt bags, street urchin's, whack jobs and misfits that passed through the door of the studio on Saturday.
I have had the pleasure of getting to not only see more GTP paintings than any human should but I have seen them through the process and it is an amazing sight. But to see them all lined up against a 140 year old wall was totally surreal. What a sight, what an accomplishment. Although there were several portraits there, which I believe capture people like I've never seen before there were two originals, total originals and they were spectacular. I won't post full up shots of the paintings here as that is not really for me to do, but I did manage to still capture fantastic shots for you to see. The first original was a tribute to every American Soldier who has given the ultimate sacrifice, his life, on the battlefield and it is moving.
I want to thank George the Painter for having us all down to his sacred studio and for being an exceptional friend. You have surprised me much Grasshopper! They say that life is art, so go live it large and create great works. Till I see you on the road again, I am Jack Shit and I remind you to KEEP THE WIND IN YOUR FACE, TITS IN YOUR BACK AND THE MAN OFF YOUR ASS! Live each day BIG, it may be your last!