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Something Seems Different by larkin-art, visual art

Artist // Professional // Traditional Art
  • Dec 16
  • United States
  • Deviant for 21 years
  • He / Him
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My Bio

Current Residence: in the mouth of madness
Favourite style of art: Dark, Baroque, Surreal, Horror
Skin of choice: flayed, spiced, dripping and delicious
Favourite cartoon character: you.
Personal Quote: When there is nothing new under the sun we must search the shadows.


Tools of the Trade
neurosis and perseverence
Other Interests
Forgetting old answers, Finding new questions
Currently on display- FUTUROLOGY, a group show at Santa Monica's COPRO GALLERY. Here is a link to the preview- http://www.copronason.com/future/ I have 2 pieces in this show alongside works from top fine artists across the globe.Still on display until April 1st- Solo show at Hyaena Gallery- http://www.hyaenagallery.com/larkin.html
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1975

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My family was poor, and every family in our building was as well. We had the worst apartment in our building; the one in the attic. It was sweltering in the summer and in winter we froze. The rent was ninety dollars a month. It wasn’t worth half of that.I can’t imagine where our mother was that night. She was always there. My brother and I sat across a huge table, a plywood plank on sawhorses actually, in the single room of our windowless watchtower domicile. The surrounding shelves were bare splintered wood held together with rusted roofing nails sparsely populated with cans of food we all hated and jars of things reserved for invited com...
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This is not reality, not reality, not reality.

Need to talk with you... Tid att röka... Plz contact me. All love Davina Robinson