Here is a thought...

This piece was just traded for prints of social propoganda. A good trade on both sides but I wonder now... Maybe I could keep my pictures and just make my own propoganda. What if my pictures were propoganda? What if they are...

So I have recently been considering making some social propoganda. If your in the in, I may have already contacted you with some sort of proposition. If your not in the in, you are now. I am looking for entries for a publication that I am currently working on, a Zine of sorts. I need help. All kinds of it, but specifically words and/ or images. If you are interested in contributing please contact me at kearsleydesign@gmail.com. There will be one catch though. The work needs some sort of plant/animal/creature. It doesn't have to be central, but I am looking to create an over arching theme regarding the contemporary swelling of environmental consideration.

Let me know more and thanks for your heart, head and humus.


All is Well...

Happy Thanksgiving to all. I hope everything is going well and that everyone is in the grateful spirit. We are here in Spokane. Take Care.


...and to you.

These past couple of days have been quite relaxing. I recently opened a much larger sketchbook and have largely been working on the production of a larger body of larger work. I hope you enjoy these as much as I do.


Starshining Bright above Me...

After a week long sensual massage of my mind, body and soul I am back at my sisters house, restructuring my aura. For this I am using a schnauser, some UFC and an 11x17 sketchbook. This piece was created during an art party at The Heartwood Institute where Exos Design was doing some sustainable consultancy. The work is not yet done and I have come to believe that it shall never be. Thats why I call it my dream job.


Working It.

So here is a first sample of the work that I am working on. All I can really say is that this is hardly working and I am working reallly hard.


In The Beginining...

God hired Exos to provide consultancy on his systems design in order to gather a full comprehension of the environment and resources that she was working with and how he may best actualize its visions.

ATTENTION!!! This is a call for Addresses of the individuals who visit this site. I am on the road for a bit and should like to try a few new things. Mail could just be the next best thing. Just post it or email it to Kearsleydesign@gmail.com. Danke.


The New Coolesthing

So here it is. The new coolesthing to hit my life since the End of Education. Exos Design Inc. has incorporated me into their next Sustainable Site and Systems Design Process. For any one in the know, this is why I did not go to Spain. This may be my first step into a long and healthy effort to redesign all of western culture. If thats too large, perhaps just a significant portion of the PNW, which will subsequently secede from the union and develop into the new real western world where responsible intelligent individuals watch eachothers back during our most dynamic of futures.

The whole floating about thing was fun for a week but now I have a purpose, a job and something to look forward to over the next short while. I will continue to do the blogging thing as best as I can and thanks again for the comments.



So after a fantastic presentation we are begining to Converge. I am anxious to meet these folks and hear their experiences, ideas and solutions for the future. I will take notes for anyone who wishes...

It all feels a little surreal...


Real eyes realise.

So I am on the road. First stop is Seattle to attend a presentation by David Suzuki and a follow up creative session with Sustainable Cascadia. The bus south was 40 minutes late... not such a bad deal considering I sat next to David Suzuki on the ride down. He and I sustainably lowered our carbon footprints together though we didn't talk much. Needless to say I was a little excited as this was my first real encounter with such a meritorious intellectual celebrity. This excitement was expressed in a picture I conjured up during the 1:45 minutes we spent together and was appparently quite obvious as his only real comment was... "Its Pretty Phallic." I'll try harder... or maybe less hard nextime..



I have just completed another smaller notebook. 200pgs of notes on everything from Meterology to Noam Chomsky. After the battle I flipped through the mess in search of heroes. This is one of a few. They all represent sketches for much larger more refined images, I just haven't gotten that far yet.


Free Bird

It is a strange thing... to say over and over again, to your self and to others, the things that you want the most... because as you accquire all of those things, you lose that topic for conversation.

At this point I have streamlined my entire existence into the confines of an imaginary box of about 4x4x6. I have simultaneously loosened my ties to any particular institution and now appear to be floating about, awaiting the next most appealling invitation. Until it comes I will try to walk softly.


Song Birdsinging

So it has been a while since my last update. Sorry for the wait & thanks for the support/comments.

The most recent news is that I have been invited to Exos Design Inc. as an Art Intern to work on Sustainable Systems Design and Site Development. The company is quite small (exosdesign.com) and based on Orcas Island at the Bullocks Permaculture Homestead. Over the winter I will work on and off of the island doing some landscape design and such. Come spring time I will start the traditional Bullocks internship and live/work on the island for an entire growing season (hopefully). After that its pretty much up in the air. Perhaps something like developing a non-profit Urban Environmental Rehabilitation Design Corps and working with the middle class intellectuals searching for a more meaningful existence. Let me know if you are interested.

Also, Prints of some of this work will be mounted and sold on Saturday at the Farmers Market in Bellingham. I will be near La Fiamma Pizza so stop by and say hi. Hope to see you.


The River

and their eyes are open as everything comes into one, and a river runs through it.


Packing it all Up

So I am not certain about what this little man means. I have spent some time coloring and considering the application of some metaphorical dialog but I wouldn't know where to start. If you read this, perhaps you could shed some light onto the picture.


The Beach

This is a reflection of a piece at Boundary Bay. More Later.



It has been a time since I last posted anything but I thank you for continuing to check in. A lot has happened in that time. As I mentioned earlier, I am going professional and the Beta testing of my portfolio actually landed me a full time job. I guess that means it worked.

You are now reading the blog of the the next Eco-Construction and Maintenance Coordinator for Sunseed Desert Technology. I have been hired as a plumber in the desert. It is exciting to consider my up coming adventure, though it will be difficult to leave my native land. I will be taking off for Spain for approximately 18 months. The ecovillage site is in the Andalucian province outside of the city Sorbas. If you look on google earth, it is the big dry spot. (driest spot in all of europe to be exact.) I will post more info especially concerning my hippie cult summer camp adventures soon but for know, know that I am doing better than ever and that my dream boat is about to set sail.



So I'm turning professional... and it hurts. I just put up another site kearsleydesign.blogspot.com. I made a new email address, though I will probably operate both for sometime. (kearsleydesign@gmail.com) And I am hunting for jobs. The first application test has been initiated and the results are pending. I will keep you informed.


I'm waiting...

So earlier I was under the impression that one had to be a blogger to post blogs on my blog, but while I was blogging I noticed an option in the blog settings menu that allows nonbloggers to post comments on my blog. Needless to say, I am waiting for you.



This is the last catalogued evidence of a breif stickeraid through downtown Theattle. The theme was obviously Ungulates, The victims were mostly Stranger distribution Boxes, and the witnesses were not the cops. A post op recon showed that a few of the herd have already been buffed but i feel that a few others may roam for a little while longer. As I am working on finding work, I had better get back to work. Take Care.


Moth Man

I am not certain wether or not this is an original concept... but I kind of like the character. this and another character have been on my mind lately. I will soon post the other one...


Get Up

So the end came and went. Now... Its for reals.



An ass in the night. Without a master and bearing burdens anonymous, it wanders. Outside of the city, the vibrant moon sheds light on flora-delicious.

I have 121 hours left in my undergraduate career. My stomach hurts and I need to shave.


Marx on Paper

Elevating the proletariat to a higher form of existence. Maybe its a marxist notion or maybe it parallels the hopes of 99% of the global population. Since Marx wasn't a Marxist... its hard to say what is. I think it has something to do with the development of a social conscious but what do I know. I don't even have a college degree. Yet.

PS- The paper on sustainability is only 14 pages but I will post it soon.

In short it is a critical comparison of the fundamental ethical principles underlying the indvidual based movement towards low impact life styles exemplified by the international permaculture community, and the industry based movement towards better ethical practice exemplified by the United States Green Building Council. The two movements are compared in respect to the parallel ethical foundations which are defined as... The Planet, The People and The Process. (see top of page for more relevence.)

PPS- Thanks for the interest William. Let me know if you have any other Questions.



This morning I woke up and drew. Elements of this piece aren't quite as random. In fact, half of the picture is based on a dream that I recently had and the other half is a song lyric. If you can name that tune... you may receive a prize.

PS- The light at the end of the tunnel is clearly visible... however it is a long way off.



This is another random composition pieced together during an art history lesson. The owl was from the print off of a girls shirt. I wanted to add a person without a head because I do too many faces lately. The flag was from the slide show about Jasper Johns and other American Dada. The bomb came up from my prior class discussion and consideration of the Military Industrial Congressional Complex. The mickey mouse was from a Lichtenstein image and the statement was a sort of random selection from the lecture. I would sure enjoy some type of poetic dialogue, if any writers get inspired...

it might go something like this...

Fighting (for) Their Dream
What does it mean to export
ideals to the point of extinction
and still sell the same false
idols with all the fervor
of our grandfathers;
to talk in foreign tongues
of building new worlds that will
somehow always resemble
those they knew so well?
That we are more critical and yet
still more apathetic is due less to
a paralyzing inquisitiveness then to
a frightening subservience
to the same internalizations
that led them to their poisoned
So now, as the virginal specter
spreads its feathered wings and flys
over the homogenous chameleons
of our hegemenoy, we are here to
bear witness, to catch a fleeting glimpse
with the same view which we thought
we were fighting to supress.

For Mickey

Here you go buddy...

This was drawn and placed here for my poetry buddy Mickey. We worked last night on designing the cover. It took a bit of doin' but we got through fog and found this design. I learned a lot not working with a designer. How to collaborate efficiently was a cool new idea. The final piece should integrate nicely and if any one wants to see a copy I'll talk to mickey about printing. Thanks for the help.



So a friend of mine had a fantastic idea. He is a poet he asked me to illustrate a few of the pieces that he was looking to publish. We had a few beers and I drew some pictures. The next morning I drew a little more. This piece came out during a bus ride and phone convo with me mom. In all seriousness I have no idea what it "means" or where it came from. On that notion I gave Mickey a copy and asked him to come up with some poetry that might supplement this image. Now we wait... and when then two finally come together, I'll let it free onto the world wide web.

To be continued.


This is for my brother. (Happy Birthday DAN!!!!)

So I have been doing a lot of discussion lately... as a means of reconsidering the content of the aforementioned presentations (See lower writing) I would like to say that the people I have spoken with have some really good things to say. They have very different approaches, like my fellow facilitators in the Human Ecology course or bible Jim who stands in red square and presents his concerns on a yellow vinyl sign. It's really funny because the more I look the more I see. I see that a lot of people are arriving at the exact same points... (we are very indifferent to the suffering of others, certain institutions are acting with malicious intent, we are all in this together, we need to look into ourselves to find opportunity for change) but we are so conscious of the path that was taken that it is hard to see all of our similarities. I don't know how this relates to Horse racing but it makes me think that we are all moving in the same direction. Maybe we should reconsider our competitive tendencies and try to better understand all of the numerous elements that we do agree upon. (I think I will post a 15 page paper on one example before June 14th.)

Man this blogging thing is silly.

Thanks for the feedback Kelly and as a response:
The current situation of corndogs is very unsustainable. We first need to consider the entire concept of battered meat on sticks and how this impacts our community, our planet and the processes necessary to support our existence. After this consideration is quantified into a matrix expressing the variable impact of different types of Corndog production, we need to decide whether or not our pursuit of the corndog concept is an ethically viable use of resources. (Time, Energy, Matter) It may be that the corndog is impractical but if it is determined to be a worthwhile endeavor, how might we efficiently produce a maximum corndog yield per unit of input into our high performance corndog development system.


A Great Turning

I went to a presentation. It was given by David Korten and it was about his new book The Great Turning. The whole bit was fantastic. It started with the usual critiques of contemporary culture... Big Business has too much money, Climate Change is Real, We spend too much on weapons, THIS IS STILL AN EMPIRE etc. But then, he presented a few ideas/reasons that we might change. It wasn't anything new, but afterwards I felt a little bit relieved. People are talking about this stuff, on a larger scale than me and my croonies.

Actually, this isn't even the first time I have witnessed this type of discussion. We talked about the empire and its perceptions of race in my African Lit class, we talk about the advancement of industrialisation and the dehumanizing side effects of technological diefication in art history, Eugene Druecky spoke about finding our place in this world, taking a stance for what we believe in and then working at those ideas for the rest of your life and I watched Bob Burkebile, an Architect, give a presentation to the Green Building industry about taking responsibility for the work one does and how this impending crisis is also the greatest opportunity that our species has ever been presented with.

All of these discussions tend towards an idea of this nature. We are approaching a threshold and the direction that we chose will be decided by my generation. Not that every generation hasn't felt this way, but it is the sense of urgency that is so pervasive that makes me wonder if now, it is more true than ever before. Either way most of these events are clearly dominated by a more elderly demographic and I guess I was just wondering what type of consideration is being given to these issues, in the younger crowd. I live in a bubble in the NorthNorthWestWest. I receive little exposure to my colleagues. Maybe this is happening everywhere. Maybe not. I hope so. I am also realistic...


After a few intense discussions about surrealism I worked in my sketchbook and found this number.
Its obviously weird. I have been considering the painting idea a bit more and may use this sketch as a place to start from. Either way the most important thing is that Leizel said "You know, I used to like a few of the drawings from your other book but this one is my new favorite."

Thanks Leizel.



So I have been investigating the soviet communist experiment lately. It isn't really surprising that it failed. It wasn't really communism so much as facist despots posing as communists. After researching the work of the infamous Karl Marx I decided he had some really good ideas. I would call myself a Marxist if he did, but it seems as though that term has been polluted. Instead I will continue to float about in the political spectrum with lack of definite identity, hoping that one day policy will be developed around real ethical consideration of social, environmental and temporal well being.

In the mean time... Jesus doesn't want Lenin for Sunbeam.


This is another page of in class notes. I like the composition of this one. The detail/lack there of seems balanced and the rectangle provides setting aswell as graphical elements. I think If i worked at it, I could produce work like this in about ten minutes or so. Perhaps alongside a certain counterpart... perhaps... PARL.


It's Akwa, Baby

So this one was a trade. I figured I would put it up for a few reasons. The first is that it's kind of cute. Second, we should all consider alternate forms of currency and I'll post a third reason if I find it.

The Centerfolds

Page 20 looks like this. I was about to go to sleep. I think painting something of this nature would be pretty fun, but I have a bit to do before thats gonna happen. If anyone was wondering, heres the new master plan

1. Graduate.

2. Weaponize.

3. Dispense.

4. Training.

5. Preparations

6. Goodbye.

7. Begin.

Spring Comes.

So I just finished book number 6. 1440 pages +/- about 100 pages is the new library total. I took a few days to rest up, and then I got restless.

Friday morning I read an email from Idaho and felt like doodling (thank you Erin). I started to draw on the bus and the man next to me leans over my shoulder... "Never stop sketching." he says with quite a matter of fact. He said he had graduated from Penn State with a degree in art education. 18 years went by and he realised he hadn't drawn an inch. His advice was enough to set me running. 20 pages later on the same friday's evening, I had to thank him and everyone else who has ever urged me on. Gracias.

(Circadian Rhythms are behaviors in organisms that correspond to seasonal fluctuations. Spring Production)



So its been awhile but here comes some more pictures. I have two pages left in this book and then starting anew. This is a fish.

Quiero Pescado.

Thanks again if you've ever checked this out. Let me know if you have ideas and I love to collaborate. Sasquatchumous@hotmail.com



This one is more business than personal...



This is my race horse. His name is South Paw. Ever since the zebra I have been on an ungulates kick, but last night I had a dream about a chameleon so perhaps its time to move towards some more reptilian motifs. I'll keep you all posted.


Magic Zebra

This was a christmas present for my buddy. Sometimes, Zebras die. Its a sad truth that can easily extrapolate into an all encompassing metaphor for the impermanence of all things beautiful. I haven't post anything in a bit but not for lack of work. More... lack of scanner. But Im back on campus now so the updates will be frequent and delicious.

PS- try this out if your bored... http://www.empathicparenting.org/waste.htm

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