When Aaron Frisby, Jocko Weyland, and I stayed at Jai and Blanche’s house in San Jose we all kept hitting our heads on the chandelier. It was fine during the day, but once the couch was moved for us on the floor it was exposed and dangerous. The first night of sleeping Aaron and I started to fade and were woken to the words, “Fuck! Cunt!” by a half asleep Jocko, who’d once again hit his head on the damn thing.
Since the trip we’ve been kind of sentimental and sappy towards each other, since Aaron and I hadn’t actually met Jocko in person prior to the trip. While I didn’t want to be too vulgar or cheesy I made this piece for Jocko while he was staying here this past weekend. It’s very low brow and I thought it was a nice symbol of friendship that could bring laughs and odd looks from visitors for many moons to come. To all my friends…. (especially those two)
Jocko Weyland at Ever Gold Gallery in SF