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Imagine an artist blessed with a virtuosity rivaling the prissy court painters of Versailles. Imagine an artist rummaging through time discovering the lost thoughts of Lascaux cave painters. Imagine an artist flambeing the schizophrenic flotsam of 20th century art into a riotous food fight.

Combine a charm that hypnotizes lazy bunnies. A face stickier than pajamas dipped in pink frosting. A charisma sculpted by eccentric personal ticks. A physique similar to a marooned sailor down to his last salted pork monkey biscuit. A story telling ability able to perk up a sedated sloth. A personal hygiene regiment worse than drainage from an amusement park. A sense of humor funnier than an inflamed pelvic injury in a damp sink hole.

Ahh Yes! He’s all of this and more. Squirreled away deep underground in his secret lair, he encourages his wonderment…

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Imagine an artist blessed with a virtuosity rivaling the prissy court painters of Versailles. Imagine an artist rummaging through time discovering the lost thoughts of Lascaux cave painters. Imagine an artist flambeing the schizophrenic flotsam of 20th century art into a riotous food fight.

Combine a charm that hypnotizes lazy bunnies. A face stickier than pajamas dipped in pink frosting. A charisma sculpted by eccentric personal ticks. A physique similar to a marooned sailor down to his last salted pork monkey biscuit. A story telling ability able to perk up a sedated sloth. A personal hygiene regiment worse than drainage from an amusement park. A sense of humor funnier than an inflamed pelvic injury in a damp sink hole.

Ahh Yes! He’s all of this and more. Squirreled away deep underground in his secret lair, he encourages his wonderment in play to conjure yet another piece of artwork. An Artist of a new time with a new calling. He peeks into a future where "modern" seems like an ancient coin lost in a ship wreck.

His art plots a secret path belonging to an erratic collector of underwear fads. He pushes the viewer into obscure subcultures misted with pink fur and preposterous ice cream flavors. His work reveals a counter reality based on love and charm, exposes memories trapped in Victorian jars, and revels in the sweet voluptuousness of pleasure.

Porkchop Scottie cuts a creamy groove though the shaggy neo/post/minimal/abstract art world. He screams "Spank Me!" as he runs with his audacious and brash blueprint for the new quasi-splatter living.

Pick up one of his artworks today - make your bathroom part of the Porkchop craze sweeping small sections of suburbia and outlying farming areas.

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