Wednesday, April 14, 2010

you thought i forgot

just been super busy with the new baby plus I gots an art show coming up and work I think WE may be dead...

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Turn off the interositor and stare at the baby





I recently decided that old tube socks make fantastic cozy's for the 4o0z's .. I was wrong as usual but one thing that is cooler than if that would have worked is that my son was born the other day so rise up and sing he was exposed to our world on sept-21 at 11:51 in the P.M's weighing in at 6lb's and 15oz and a wopping 20 inch's we Declared him ours put our sent on him and now refer to him as lil Vincent Loyd Deadington. but enough with the pour grammer punxuatin eeers and such it's picture time ....and to follow it all up muerto girl.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

it's almost alive in two mnths


It may be late for the rest of the boys and ghouls, but I am just opening my eyes and still licking my wounds from the intoxicating concoctions I took in from the night before. and in the midst of the whirling between my dueling personalities and glass after glass of brilliant experiments I found myself thinking about the newest creation of the Deadington house. In just two months we are bringing little Vincent Deadington
to life outside the womb so clutch some one you love and get ready to scream with delight because if he looks any thing like his mom we shall be in for quite the treat .. so here is a little painting I had floating around that fit my anticipation quite well so I hope to all hell you enjoy it .

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Attack of the bacon


In the last week or so in between boozing it up work and sail'n the seven seas of ink, I some how conjured up this little fella, he is not far from finished but I thought we could give the little roast a post. let me know what you think ..

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Mr. Deadington welcomes you




it is an ordinary day in Garden Grove until the lights dim and the undead rise up to read a blog about the unforgiving art of Christopher D Deadington (that's me.) the swenglish lad force feeding the masses his brain fodder and chasing it with a bottle of whiskey. so sit back and I hope you enjoy the art . because I can't spell for ships. look for more to come