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Friday, June 23, 2006


Monday, June 05, 2006

Unravel - by SirLizard 2006

Friday, May 12, 2006

Facing the Day
8 1/2 x 11 sheet of paper

Monday, May 08, 2006

Darkness to Come


This is centered on a snow white piece of paper 8 1/2 X 11.

House Wife

Another pic made for my niece. She loves fairies go check out her MySpace

The Boy  Posted by Picasa

Picture drawn for my Niece. Posted by Picasa

The Mold
A vision of the first days as the earth was being created Posted by Picasa

Two Face

A vision of how some people choose to live their life.
Soul Scream

Not my poudest moment. My world was crashing in. I felt that fibers of my body where screaming. This was drawn just after he passed away. 7 months after he was diagnosed.

Soul Scream 1 Posted by Picasa

Bad Choices
This was also drawn as I found out that hope was false. The cancer had him and nothing we did was going to change this.

The chemo left a shell of man and prevented him from eating. This was the turn towards the end.

If anybody is every facing this horrible descission. Not fighting is sometimes choosing life.

Lady Fixing Hair
New Day
Created 2005

This was drawn on a plane to see my father. I discovered that he found a hostipal that was willing to try to treat him for his cancer. I remember feeling so confused between helpless and hope. I did plan this drawing but I feel it captures the emotions I was dealing with on this flight. This began a jounery of driving hours every so many days to receive chemo, radiation, and BRAIN SURGERY!

The Stretch

Created 2005

This was drawn also during the period of time of watching my father fade away. I remember feeling so hopless at this point. We found out the day after christmas. Doctors said he had months left. He show no symptoms. He went to doctor not for cancer because he had slight chest discomfort. Cancer was found all over his body including the brain.
Lady Fixing Hair

Created 2005

This series of drawings were created during some of hardest parts of my life. My father was slowly being ripped from me by cancer. I started drawing again to deal with the hopelessness of the situation.