Self Portrait as a Teenager
Drawn at about 18, when my head was filled with little other than hormones and romance. If only I could go back and change som
Birth of Athena
As a teenager my interest shifted towards fantasy pictures. Books on Greek history and mythology challenged my imagination. At
Self Portrait, Picasso-Style
Growing up I had prints of Picasso’s early paintings hanging on my walls. This is my teenage attempt to imitate his styl
Self Portrait with a Smile at 16 Years Old
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The Black Camel Society
My two best friends from school were coming for the New Year’s party into my house, so I drew a welcoming Happy New Year
The Planet of Thinking Crystals (Teen)
These angular shapes may look like an abstract painting – but they are, in fact, an alien living forest of colorful thinking
Alien Planet with Living Clouds
This planet has a variety of alien life forms, from ball-like creatures that fly in straight formations, to mountainous blobs
Alien Self-Eating Planet (Teen)
As I was drawing doodles in my Biology class, I imagined the possibility of alien life existing, not as individual units, but
A Hairy Jug with Seeing Flowers (Teen)
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The Interceptor of Souls (Teen)
Another teenage fantasy rooted in childhood nightmares. As I walked home one rainy summer night I noticed that the fog and dri
Surreal Magic Castle (Teen)
Another high school drawing, started in class and finished at home, depicting a magical landscape with a perpetual violent sto
Planet of Erotic Dreams
This was just a high school fantasy landscape influenced by sci-fi novels, hormones, and my attempts to fathom the inner worki
Invader from Hell named Chaos (Teen)
The ultimate horror: a nightmarish nomadic invader bringing destruction and death to civilizations of peaceful farmers and bui
Fantasy Wall Drawing (Teen)
When I was about 16, my parents replaced wallpaper in my room. They didn’t buy enough rolls and ran out of them before t
Mom’s Trip to the Mailbox (Teen)
My mother walking across the yard, back from her trip to the mailbox sometime in the late 1970s. She is carrying home the Prav