To me, Nature is God. Without it, we simply would not exist. Conserving the world’s natural spaces and the creatures that live there is paramount to the survival of humans as a species, and I have therefore dedicated my life to studying environmentalism in order to help people co-exist more successfully and sustainably with the natural world.
All natural materials I use in my creations are either sourced from roadkill, Fish and Game, secondhand sources such as fellow artists and estate sales, or are antique. In this way, I'm ensuring that no animals were needlessly killed for the sake of the artwork I produce. I fully believe that no part of any creature should go to waste if a purpose can be found for it, but I do NOT support trophy hunters or overseas fur farms by buying 'byproducts' like bones, skulls, or claws directly from them. The only exception I make for this rule is for parts from animals legally culled for population control programs approved by Fish and Wildlife.
As a photographer and wildlife enthusiast, I've been involved with many fantastic organizations such as Images4Life and Wild Tiger, as well as the Sierra Club and many smaller, local groups.
I've been published, interviewed, and even featured on Rainn Wilson (Dwight from “The Office”)'s personal networking website, SoulPancake.com.
I’ve also been blessed with the opportunity to visit many of the world’s most amazing wild places, like Komodo Island, Bali, Lombok, Malaysia, and the Cayman Islands, and have even documented entirely new species previously unknown to science.
Other interests include: Wilderness survival, primitive skills, backpacking, fishing, kayaking, boffing, airsoft, snowboarding, meandering around town, and caving.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I just laughed so hard that I woke up the neighbors. They’re banging on the wall but I can’t fucking stop. It’s 2:32 AM.
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And now they have this really funny propaganda to pass around. My favorite was a friendly reminder that Jesus died for our sins….except that Jesus is a bearded sparkly-eyed white man lording over tiny people of all ethnicity from the sky with his hands spread out like he’s about to pull a hot pie out of the oven.
Then there’s pamphlet with a picture of “Paradise” on the front. Mormon paradise, in case you didn’t know, is a bunch of white people gardening at the edge of a sunny glen in what I assume to be Main or something, because there’s a giant-ass moose just standing there nonchalantly grazing while these pasty gardeners are doing their thing with sappy smiles on their faces.
I keep telling them to come back later because I can’t stop laughing at it.
UPDATE: A quick search through the tag “white Jesus” shows that I’m not the only one to receive this:
Then sat around listening to the employees telling funny stories about crazy customers. I’ve never worked in retail, but after hearing stories about crazy ladies masturbating in the bathrooms and dudes trying to steal merchandise while wearing nothing but swim trunks, I have a renewed appreciation for those who do.
Celebrities as dogs V3.
This needs no explanation.
My cat is also a purebred derp-puss.
A friend and talented photographer, Sarah Lynch, asked if she could borrow me and a few of my creations for a photoshoot in the Columbia River Gorge to add to her portfolio. On the way back, we stopped at a thrift store in Portland for something a bit more whimsical.
And for those who don’t know, the wolf pelt in the image is called ‘Teva’ and her pelt is my personal headdress. She and her sister were both removed from a population in Southeast Alaska by a friend of mine who works with the State Fish and Wildlife Department in population control.
Once Teva was tanned so that she could not rejoin the Earth, I purchased her to make her into the headdress above. Due to some damage to the leather and a missing rear foot, her hide was not deemed suitable for traditional taxidermy and would be otherwise bound for the fur market to be made into clothing instead.
Testing out the new lens! It’s a Cannon 28mm f/1.8 and I LOVE it.
Cabal hates tree roots because they’re like sticks he cannot have, and this does not sit well with him.
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In other news, my dog appears to have been possessed by Satan.
Bear just sent me this picture of Blackjack, in his boxers, while he’s using the toilet. I have a weird family.
So Cabal makes funny faces. Brother finally caught it.
Drink every time someone says “Squatch”, “Sasquatch”, or “Bigfoot”.
Also, drink whenever someone says something that is so incredibly stupid that every in the room busts up laughing.
You will be shit-faced before the first commercial break.
This was my first cat, Max. We called him Fat Boy, and Fatty. He responded to all three names and was the most affectionate old scrapper I ever knew. Rest peacefully, Fatty. You were a great cat.
Cabal saw me drinking from a fountain in Downtown Portland and quickly taught himself to do the same. He’s a smart cookie.