New Studio :Updated with reflection on time spent in said studio


Well this is the new digital portion of my new studio, I have a whole other room for the traditional mediums which is not unpacked yet. This ones fully legal and I can’t get arrested for it, lol!

That shit in the foreground is all post nugget haze gases exhaled threw a retro trashed bio organic lungs.

Update wow: Still in this studio but at least I leave it now to put art up again! It amazing me how much this studio has grown. How more than one artist now has confidence that lives here. And while i wont put up a picture because its very crowded it seems my studio is full of growth and signs of growth I’ve been growing!


I wanted a rich kid keyboard so i bought a razor black widow chroma on sale because its nice to always have a see of colours flowing beneath my figures as i type and i really like the key board it feels old school like my typewriter from when i was a kid that i used to spend hours just typing on because its mechanics interested me before going onto ask grandma for some paper to draw on she would tell me just take it out of the machine as i often had a ream available to work with, that was luxury and so is my keyboard i have now why because in between that moment and now i didn’t have much. My family may have a farm worth millions my family business generates multi millions of dollars, My uncle works this thankless job because when i say my family farm that my grandfather crawled across north America to build sometimes in the thirties because some capitalist started doing way to much capitalism, him and my grandma built that shit up from nothing, from the dirt, that farm that was nothing now today is a kingdom that features it’s own palace built on the foundation of my grandfathers work a true titan among men, who would have even me who scares you all quivering in his boots with the right look didn’t even need a word to communicate the gravity of a situation. My grandpa in order to build this kingdom had to master electricity, water, air, earth and learn to predict the sun and the rain by all accounts he held a lot more jobs than farmer than slave to cities so they may eat! my grandfather was a master of the universe and nothing could stop him from living except age and the failure of science to get over it’s self. the day they took his self efficiency away from him he died. see what i never knew about my grandfather is we was horribly depressed about getting old. He loved me so much he never let his own disappointment in life and the world show he died never telling me his last secret.

which is to live life to the fullest. probably why secretly i have like ten or so wives off kissing other men thinking of me and well hey homie if that’s where she needs to be that’s where she needs to be just remember whose watching out for all these bitches even the ones i don’t like that way. man wife number 11 better have a fully working heart. I don’t need any more set backs dealing with the wives how ass wives that don’t know what the fuck they are asking for!


If theirs no good men left and i don’t want you, I would have to ask the female side of the human race So what exactly are you doing to make better men in this society the kind of men you want, because i don’t think you know what you want or how to communicate anymore with man and woman’s folks you are in trouble for that because we wish we could help you manic little bitches it’s hard to watch you girls run into a wall you don’t see but i do 6 months or ten years done the line.?


Ha ha your soulmates a pervert Oh honey get over yourself we are all perverts it’s how the humans survive. You like a dick down your throat as much as i like sticking it there! you know how you can tell if a woman really loves you if you don’t understand what shes saying with the words i love you and her tone the quality of her blow job she give you, you can tell a lot about a woman’s mood by how happy she is to suck your dick. all i ever wanted was a nice mate to have fun doing art in life with kids are over rated i got like 8 billion or something kids and man I’m so bored raising them i left em all to do art!


Jesus had a deadbeat dad so did I. My dad would let me get crucified so did Jesus’s dad, so i guess that fucker isn’t so bad, but holy shit his dad i punched that old bastard in the face and won! from half way across the galaxy! that’s reach the world record for reach who wants to box anyway could be homeless any day because the land lord and the local biker cock smoker white sump resist asshole thinks they got me on lock down no i got the whole world on lock.


I might a punched god in the face but i found him lying hobbled on a floor one night in the studio asking why i did it. and for the record the girl i want to come back home right now Literally aint that hot looking no more but i had her when she was anyway too soo i’m good but she apparently isn’t like half of them and that sucks so who poisoned my woman first? who poisoned her? come on fess up, I’m offering be a man confess to me your sins and i will let you keep your small head attached to your body if your wish is to remain on this planet with me, but first you must prove to me your forked tongues can speak truths?


but hey if you cant at least my art studio is back up and running and you couldn’t even stop me by taking it all away haha man i got juice. oh big evil man want to kill me ooooh your so scary you haven’t even step up to bat yet dawg what when you little satan wannabes gonna put in some work huh cause i got news for yah that shits gonna get really hard to do and you can either cry about it and be stuck in the simulation or your can join the universe?









Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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