new works

So I am currently working on a new portfolio. I am wanting to show my work in some sort of venue that will have it. Coffee shops, sandwich shops, etc. etc. I am working on improving my style, and blending colors, to make nuances of shades and tones.
I am also trying to frame my stuff, I just got a miter saw box, so I am working on making frames for new pieces, and maybe for some I think are worth showing, not like I am choosing favorites or anything, but some paintings represent where I am more than others.
I love my bubble paintings, they taught me about style and composition with color choice, but I need to improve, so I am trying to incorporate more "skill" and effort into my work. With simple blands I can bring a piece to life, then using my previously acquired method of white line highlighting I make it pop, so to speak. Maybe someone will find this interesting enough to read. I dunno. Thanks.

Kevin

new shit coming from the woodwork.

working on some new stuff. printing stickers and such.
I have a new blog for photography strictly. kevinbetschphotos.blogspot.com

check it.

some new works.

an 11 layer ode to Hank Hill.

unfortunately, I missed the premier.

The works of Utopia Frederick

On Drunk Driving.

I AM SUPERMAN. I FLY AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT.
That is the way I feel tonight, at least. It's been another night under the bottle, the influence of heaven is soaking into my stomach. My liver can take it, at least for now. The lights are simply blurs, swirls of color. Nothing more. Nothing less. I see flashing blurs of red, white, and blue. I think of America, I pray it isn't the police. I have to be over the limit. and in this state that is under arrest. At least that is what the blinking signs say on the highway. By this time I am going at least 90 miles per hour. It feels so smooth, just as the whiskey I consumed earlier. Smooth and tasteful. Until tomorrow morning when it all comes back to me, sour spit, straight to the bowl, down the drain, cleaned off the bathroom floor. Bathroom floor is what I am hoping for. I haven't felt so alive in years, or more dead. I drink my weight in sorrows and my mind is cleared of all the wrong in the world. Everything in my bank account, my credit cards, my debt. Everything is nothing. Not when you feel this empty, not when you feel this full, of cheap liquor and bar nuts.

oh google.

New Works

SoI have been painting (not too intensely) and I have some work to hang at a coffee shop called Tazza Mia, located in West Chester Cincinnati, I hope yu guys go and check out the actual works instead of going by these lousy digital photos. Let me know what is up.