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 went to a Christian school in the Cayman Islands where they literally told me that listening to Punk music would make me go to hell. They also told me that John Lennon and Frank Sinatra were advocates of Satan, Gandhi went to Hell with Hitler, and that Ted Bundy went to sip dew with Jesus in Haven.
I stood up in the middle of class, announced aloud, “This is bullshit” and walked home. Even so, I had some of the highest grades in my senior class - and not because I’m exceptionally brainy; it had more to do with the fact that I’d already learned everything they were talking about in freshman year back in the States.
(Source: vaticano-killers)
One of these days…
I’m going to walk into a Christian supply store to buy things that tally up to be a total of $6.66. They’ll shit bricks.
Giving Christians a Bad Name…
I overheard a guy at the airport, talking on his phone about how Christians have turned away from Jesus at Christmas time in exchange for family, friends, and consumerism, which apparently makes them evil “Pagans”.
A moment later, I realized that he was wearing an Armani suit-jacket, exceptionally fancy leather shoes, and a Prada suitcase. I muttered out loud, “It’s easier for a camel to walk through the eye of a needle than for a rich hypocrite like you to enter the gates of haven,” but he didn’t hear me.
I wish now that I’d said it a little louder.
LOVE THIS!
(Source: blog-soup)
I’m pretty sure I crashed on your couch once.
Though, you Portland punks all looks the same, and all treated me like I was something to be cared for, but never cared about.
You raised me to be brutal, taught me that I had to fight for what I wanted, and made me realize that some of the most beautiful things in life are indeed worth dying for.
You made me what I am today.
So thanks for putting up with me.
And can I crash on your couch next weekend, for old time’s sake?
