James Robert Rogers
Lets take a walk into limbo... (A sample of my works.)
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Hello! My First Name Is Distance
Hello! My First Name Is Distance
Acrylic on Board
I was sketching while watching a movie, and listening to music... I know, right? Great multi-tasker haha! I drew an eye with long eye lashes like hair flowing below it. I then thought it would be cool if they were tentacles, so naturally the next one I drew, did. So that's how I came up with the eye monster. I painted the first one on my 'Full Collapse' painting and liked it so much I had to do another. It kind of reminds me of a movie, The Mirror Mask. Go watch it, it's amazing! I took the name for this painting from lyrics of the song: Mercury Rising by the band, From Autumn To Ashes. If you don't see the inner meaning of this painting, just listen to that song... But I like the thought of "Dandelions", how in some cultures they're considered a vegetable, and here in the USA they are considered a weed. We all look at something and see it completely different. I see great beauty in seeding dandelions, I've just decided if I were to have a favorite flower, that would be it! But I don't. So, so that's that.
Full Collapse
Acrylic on Board
Featuring guest Artist Quinn Rogers!
Full Collapse took over a year and a half to finish. It's my most thought through painting to date. It's basically my whole life on one board. My daughter who often paints/draws with me inspired more than a few aspects of the painting. While I was finishing it, she had drawn a robot version of me holding hands with her and she duplicated the bird on my shoulder. It was so cool that I just had to have her draw and color on this painting. What better way to wrap up my self portrait!!?? I took the name from my favorite album from the band Thursday.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Zombie Girl Shoe
Sha sha shoes...
Friday, November 25, 2011
Uni

Thursday, November 17, 2011
our wings are undone and who's to blame, the wolf for chewing its own leg or the captor its all the same
Created: Tue October 19, 2010
split the distance. its to great to feel. the sun, it burns so strong, burning out some light years away. bitterness of the cosmos hold all our thoughts tight. in that great expansion we loose all we once had, no chance for future in this dim light. seclusion becomes our companion, we hold hand in hand. our deep love now holds a name within contact. keep searching in the distance there's nothing. nothing but failures, it doesn't matter the distance, pulls our poles.
i close my eyes and all i see is a future where you won't love me. all i see is a dismal path where i'm led astray by subtle whispers, loosing my soul to capture a falling star that couldn't be kept, it burns a hole, you cant keep a bird that longs to fly. i've clipped your. i've clipped my. our wings are undone and who's to blame, the wolf for chewing its own leg or the captor its all the same. believe it or not i gave you all that i am, and i cant give anymore. i spent my last cense floating this broken raft down the white rapids, every one could see it miles away, why am i so blind? the forest groans, as it is burned to the ground, all seeds consumed in the fury of this whirlwind, thieves in the night. i saw something i could fix, i've never been more wrong.
Hungry Hungry Hippos
Ghost In The Shell re-post


Do You Have Clouds That Stop His Voice
I grew up on a modest farm out side of a small community. We had two horses, a cow, some pigs, rabbits, chickens, and a few different dogs. We had almost an acre garden, it was my Dad's dream (himself being raised in L.A.) to raise his children in a way that we could learn responsibility, roam free and be safe while doing so. We had twenty or so fruit trees of a wide variety, along with many giant towering willow trees that doubled as my friends. I spent most my childhood days scrambling up their enormous trunks, swinging and hanging from branch to branch often from tree to adjoining tree. We had a tree house that was connected to four separate trees, spanning close to fifteen feet wide. It was the most ideal setting for children and I will always be grateful for my parents choice in raising us there! Naturally I have a fascination with trees and tree houses. It would be pretty rad to see a tree house like this.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The sins of a generation. Cascade...
I painted this on a cardboard box because firstly, thats just cool, but mostly I had wanted to paint a scene inspired by a video game that hit me deeply and the more I thought about the emotions it just seemed ironic. A girl left alone in a dark cold forest. Feeling abandoned, filled with self doubt and thrown away. How fitting it should be painted on a used up cardboard box. 






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