ZEUS BELIEVES IT'S EASIER TO RIDE A BIKE

Bluish. From Sketchbook. 2009. Ink. by Lou Carv Paranoid Android.

Zeus is Business. 2009. Ink on Paper. 8"x8". Lou Carv Paranoid Android.

Ale in a Mask. From Sketchbook to Vector Image. 2009. Lou Carv.

Young Punk Had to Pay

From Sketchbook to Vector Image. 2009. Lou Carv Paranoid Android.
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PEOPLE ARE HAPPY WHEN RIDING WAVES

From Drawings

I'm still riding my bike everywhere. I got upset today cause some guy passed me. I was riding as fast as I could and I was much lighter than the guy and he just blew right by me. I started to haul ass even more to catch up and I got him at the light on Ponce and Bird. Then he took off again and beat me. My bike must suck cause I know I'm faster. I got to work drenched in sweat because of that guy who thought he was sooo fast. You want to race me?

HOLDING THE BOLT

My daughter and my wife were making fun of me, cracking jokes about me, about how "gangster" I am. They were saying that I'm not a gangster, that I'm not cool enough to be a real gangster. They were telling me that I'm not a gangster cause I have two jobs teaching, I ride a Huffy bike to work, and I talk to birds. But, since when is riding a Huffy not Gangster? I also see shit loads of gangsters talking to birds all the time. They don't know what they are saying. I'm sure when Little Wayne gets high he talks to birds and shit like that.

WE ARE CONNECTED

From Drawings

Detail of I Communicate with the Neighborhood Birds. 2009. Lou Carv. 11"x14". Ink on Paper.

In my old house I was washing my car and a Blue Jay was above me on this tree. He was screaming and screaming so I wet him with the hose. When I was finished washing the car I felt something like a rock hitting my head. I thought for a split second that my neighbor had thrown a rock at me cause I had just finished getting into a huge fight with them over a car blocking my driveway. Anyways, I had no idea what just hit me, so I began to run for the door. As I was running, I looked up and it was the Blue Jay soaring and attacking me. It hit me again on the head and flew back into the tree.

Eversince this happened I am now able to communicate with the neighborhood birds. In my new house, another Blue Jay was waiting for me to get home almost every day. I also hang out with a Hawk. I ask the other neighbors if they have seen it, but only I have. The Hawk has swooped down to fly right across my face as I'm running around the neighborhood. It will also sit in a tree and stare at me as I stare at it. There are also a bunch of Cardinals that make a bunch of noise. It's like freaking Snow White. It's funny cause when I was a kid I really liked her with those big red lips and shinny short black hair. When I was a kid I saw her in Disney and I think I got a kiss. I definitely got to feel her.



I am still doing this one.

FURY MAG AND LOUIE KISSES AT A GROUP SHOW

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LAST NIGHTS SHOW AT THE MIAMI SPACE MUSEUM

From Paintings

Fury Magazine. 2009. Lou Carv. 6x4 ft. Oil Marker on Canvas.





Louie Kisses Girl Robots. 2009. Lou Carv. 5x2 ft. Oil Marker on Canvas.




Louie Kisses Girl Robots Detail 1.




Louie Kisses Girl Robots Detail II.
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FLYING JEDI KNIGHT ON MY DADS HUFFY WOMENS STYLE BIKE

From Paintings

Louie Kisses Girl Robots. 2009. Lou Carv. 24"x64". Ink on Canvas.

When you ask for something, you usually get it.

Well, for months I have been wanting to ride my bike to work. Everyday I get in my big ass, old man's car and wish that I could be riding a bike to work. It really does not make any sense why I can't ride my bike. It's just that I always wake up too late and have to haul ass. Or, I wake up early but then spend 20 minutes in the shower trying to wake up. I really do not like driving. It is probably cause I've never had a cool fast car. I'm always driving some piece of shit that's having some sort of problem.

Today, 01/28/09, things changed. I rode my bike to work. My car is not working and I have to pay $490 bucks to fix it. I rode my dad's Huffy mountain bike cause mine was stolen from the front of my house.

I was really excited that it was actually happening. I felt like I was helping heal the earth. I was in tune with the universe. The whole "GREEN" thing was happening. This is pretty crazy cause thousands of New Yorkers ride their bikes and feel totally normal about it. In Miami, no one rides their bikes to work. The only bikers you see are those Lance Armstrong types in those funny looking spandex tights.

My ride was very peaceful. First, some asshole started cursing at me cause he wanted to make a left and he had to wait for me to cross. I told him to fuck off. Then I saw another biker and waved at him but he ignored me. This was the only biker I saw.

When I got to 37Th Ave and Bird Rd I told myself, "be careful... cause you don't want to get killed in this ugly ass intersection." I waited to cross Bird Road very patiently. But It was taking too long. I started to get inpatient and suddenly my reasoning skills left my brain. The red hand was still on but I was crossing cause all the cars had stopped. When I was in the middle of the intersection all the cars began to move and I was like, "Oh shit, this is going to get embarrassing or bloody!" I sped up and swerved around a car that almost hit me. The passenger was a girl and she screamed, "Look at the lights, you Moron!" I was like, "lower your voice, cause this is really embarrassing, you know."