Tuesday, April 3, 2018
Finally, I just heard that the new spinoff of Sons of Anarchy, titled Mayans MC will be premiering this June on the FX Channel! They rented a substantial amount of Bruce Gray sculptures for the set of show, but they ended doing a lot of reshooting, so I don't know if my stuff made the cut. I was on set for a day of filming and took some great photos which I will share after the show airs. They even interviewed me about my contribution which may be featured on the show or who knows where.
Thursday, March 29, 2018
Throwback Thursday presents: One of my favorite on screen appearances of my sculptures was my Big Cheese sculpture on Six Feet Under. They used several of my sculptures in multiple episodes, and even had my name on the wall as a participating artist in the gallery scenes. I also got to meet Lauren Ambrose at a party who was super nice and very complimentary about my sculptures.
Monday, February 12, 2018
Saturday, February 10, 2018
OK, so I wasn't going to post about this, but I can't get it out of my mind. Last weekend my brother came by and we were outside grilling up some burgers for lunch. I am on dozens of meds for chemo etc, so I don't know what caused this, but I had a spontaneous hallucination. At first there were glowing purple batches of orbs floating around, but then everything turned bright white. Not just sort of white, but powerful gleaming INTENSE white that glowed on the trees, chairs, plants and everything else in my yard. It was so bright, it was almost hard not to squint my eyes. My brothers body was about 80% glowing white, and I was thinking that this was possibly the last few seconds of my life, and that this was the bright light people who come close to dying see. The experience was nearly half an hour total, and was not brought on by any hallucination causing drugs. Nothing like this has ever happened before. I sort of feel compelled to try to paint what I saw so I can share the experience, but I doubt I could even slightly do it justice. One of the most bizarre, confusing, and yet beautiful experiences in my entire life.
Thursday, January 18, 2018
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
I just said goodbye to three of my sculptures headed to Dallas. These happen to be some of the best works of my career, and it's a bit like sending off a kid of to college, I would imagine. For my Texan friends, watch for my motorcycle sculpture to be featured at The Haas Moto Museum in Dallas as part of their permanent collection. Grand opening this May. End of crate photos, I promise.
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
I am loving my new motorcycle! This is my 4th bike, and I have over 7 years riding experience in snow, rain, offroad, and even a very close call with a tornado. That being said, I haven’t been on a bike in around 28 years. Since I am now a “biker” again, I am getting the fellow rider waves and head nods. For those who don’t know, there is quite a lengthy and complex range of biker waves and of course there are those who only wave to folks with either the same brand bike, or only other cruisers, or race rockets or some other common element. There are also novice waves that will drop your street cred quicker than a Ducati. When I was in freshman year in college in 1979, I was living in Fall River, Massachusetts and got around on a Honda 550 Supersport. I was riding once and got the low five biker wave from a member of the Sidewinders motorcycle club on a beautiful fully chopped Harley with apehangers and an awesome flames paint job. In the bike hierarchy, Harley riders often ignore Japanese bikers, and even moreso, bikers wearing their colors almost never wave to “civilians” on any bike. Well, I was kind of flattered, and always thought the low 5 wave was the coolest form of interbike communication. I hadn’t really thought about this until I started riding again a couple of weeks ago, and have noticed the low 5, or just low wave is very popular here in California. Yesterday I put a mirror in front of my bike, sat on it and practiced my low wave for a couple of hours. I think I am ready to try it in public now, but never to scooter riders, trikes, Vincent riders, or bikes with smaller engines than my badass 300 Honda Rebel. Since my bike is all blacked out, it is hard for people to determine the brand and size, and it is a really nice looking bike. This means that people may wave to me by accident, who would not normally wave to a small Honda. That’s OK. I will wave back.