Skinpupcoss 

7 creative works found

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  Koi
  by Shawn Coss

  Coming soon!

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  Balance of Honor
  by Shawn Coss

  Tattoo design and now cd cover art for local hip hop artist, Sin

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  Gears of Boredom
  by Shawn Coss

  Here is the final piece after some tweaking in Photoshop. So I”m not sure if it would be considered mixed media or not but whatever…. Recently as some of you have read, I have been in a funk with my art. Unable to really create anything that truly meant something to me on a higher level. Everything I sketched had no connection, no feeling, and no soul. I started questioning myself and my passion for the arts, when it dawned on me that my boredom and lack of drive WAS my inspiration. I envisioned myself trapped within the inner workings of my subconscious and it trying to suck whatever creative juices I had left in my already empty skull. The mind’s gears cranking out what was left of an artist, even if there were no results. It would continue to crank until it found something, anything, or until it killed the very entity that kept it alive. Luckily for me, there WAS something left.

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  Black Gold King
  by Shawn Coss

  This took me much longer than I had hoped. I have final in 2 weeks and instead of studying I’m doing fucking art because I can’t control my addiction >;) Before I indulge with my thoughts on this, note that all of my facts are not straight and that this is merely coming from an emotional outlet. Here in Ohio, gas has dropped well below to the 1.79 price range. Still kind of high from only 5 years ago but compared to where we were at 2 months ago, I’m not complaining. What bothers me is that the “higher ups” in the oil industry would say that they have to raise prices to match the barrel of gas price and still make profit. Yet as some know, their profits are in the billions from the past 3 years. It seems like if the sky looked a little less blue and more cloudy that the gas prices would rise yet we are told that prices aren’t effected at the pumps until 6 weeks later. Seems a bit off to me. So I imagine what these “king’s of oil” look like and how they feed off of the blackness that plagues our existance. Like blood, oil courses through their veins, oozing from every orifice and pore of their body. It allows them the privelige of life, while the rest of us suffer. But what will happen when we drain our planet of it’s oil? Will it wither away as the black gold king’s surely will? and we will be left to clean up the mess. BTW – In case you didn’t know…this shit is copyrighted, and so help me god if I find it stolen, I will rape your eye sockets….legally of course ;)

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  Business is Good
  by Shawn Coss

  Though it’s new here, it’s actually been sitting in my basement half finished for over 3 months. Finally got around to finishing it up. This piece was inspired by a conversation myself and Michael (Esum) had while hanging out one day. We talked about how we as a society seem to create things that only do harm and ultimately destroy everything in a certain radius (depending on the blast size). We have a multi-billion dollar industry in war alone and we see with war comes casualties, and casualties are just part of business…..and business is good.

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  Sledge Head
  by Shawn Coss

  Was able to find time to flesh out the Sledge Head concept. Completed this on a piece of cabinet door. Ink and acrylic (my favorites) This is part of the Drop to Zero merchandise but here’s what made me create such a piece. I feel sometimes like what is going on in my head never has the chance to see the light of our reality. Thoughts, emotions, fears and dreams stay locked away due to the fear that what comes out may be rejected by oneself or by the masses. So instead of risking such humiliation, we tuck it farther back into our pysche, and surround it in concrete. Well I have grown tired of holding back my feelings and ideas, and I am prepared to smash every brick and chip away at every stone until every creepy, useless, pointless, and ugly thought or idea pours out from the darkness.

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  Aneurysm
  by Shawn Coss

  Been a bit I know. Had a very brief moment to get an idea out of my head. A quick rundown of materials and then you can here the bullshit lies…er story behind it ;) Materials: Joint compound, ink, acrylics, pen, brush I’m not even sure on where to begin so let’s just roll with it all shall we? Things haven’t been going as planned in life and as I sit and dwell on them I only drag myself back into a hole of depression and continue to bury myself within the hole with more worry and more bullshit. The saying is true, “shit adds up at the bottom”, also a great line by Tool. Anyway, everytime I get ahead and feel that things might start to look up, something else happens and more shit is added to my surround quicksand like pile that I seem to enjoy so much that I won’t try and remove myself from it. It’s enough to give someone a headache, or moreso an aneurysm. At least with the aneurysm I can no longer have to worry about the depression, the fear, or the sense of hopelessness that I’ve been feeling as of late. Am I the only one who feels this way? I doubt it, nor do I feel my situation is any worse than the next person, but I just feel the need to vent it in a less harmless way…..