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For Memorial Day weekend, my parents and I rented an awesome Dodge Caravan and drove up to Vallejo to visit my eldest brother Erick, my sister-in-law Lillie, their husky-malamute Oso and our beloved Cooper, whom we put under their care since our house was foreclosed and we moved into our apartment that doesn’t allow pets.

Erick had a small gallery show with two other Vallejo artists, classic African-American cartoonist Goodie Goudeau and hip-hop comic artist Age Scott. It was held at the Umpqua Bank, which does annual community events.

Goodie was awarded with a plaque of appreciation by the city of Vallejo for his decades of influential work and also sat with attendees to draw caricatures. Age had work displayed and sold his comic booklets. Erick sold prints, sketch booklets and character trading cards, gave out D.Bot stickers and had his work on display.

Erick’s vivid character paintings were super popular. It was so awesome to see my brother’s work on a wall. He’s been doing gallery showings for years, but this is the first time I’ve finally had the chance to attend one. I’m so stoked to see my big bro doing what he loves!

When I was a kid, Erick was already in high school. We’re 7 years apart, so his interest in art made a very big impression on me at a young age. I’d see him tracing or drawing comics and cartoons, emulating his favorite artists and also getting a feel for his own work. He drew recognizable characters and then later created his own. Erick used tons of mediums, including graphite and airbrush, and then later acrylic and watercolor. Years later, when I entered high school and he was leaving home for college, he gave me his big old tackle box full of acrylic paints and brushes. I “played” with them until I got more serious about painting during my junior and senior years. Today, I continue to paint and draw for enjoyment and Erick and I love discussing artists and comics and using different mediums. He’s probably the biggest influence on my becoming an artist.

Neighborhood events like this gallery show are so awesome. It’s really important for a community to give recognition to their local artists and build upon and maintain its culture. What with the public school system pulling out right-brain stimulating programs like art and music, children will need to be exposed to the Arts in other ways. This is where their local environment comes in. Without the provision of creative outlets to inspire young people to utilize their imagination and support cultural growth, I see a desolate and monochromatic future.

To see more of Erick’s work, check out his blog –

Old Artwork (a portfolio of sorts)

I’ve been meaning to post my old artwork spanning back from high school, so here they are —


Bush Addicted, mixed media


Still Life With Doll, charcoal

Miz Ratched, mixed media

Cuckoo's Nest, mixed media

McMurphy, pencil

Mr Blonde and Mr Orange, acrylic

Mr Pink and Mr White, acrylic

Fusion, oil pastel

Hurt, acrylic

"Unhappiness" with William Blake images, acrylic

"Reach for the Stars", acrylic. This painting won me a $300 scholarship

Algebra 2B, mixed media


Dorothy Dandridge, pencil


There Is No Disneyland, mixed media

Office Zombie, mixed media

Hitman, acrylic

GrottoGrotto, acrylic

I Dreamed It, mixed media

Self-portrait with Guitar, acrylic

Self-portrait, pencil

Cystic Fibrosis, mixed media

The Brokenhearted Break Hearts, mixed media

Blind Watercolor

Mrs K, watercolor

Self-portrait with Hand, acrylic

I see with my Heart, mixed media


Zombie Mural based on a zed from Tony Moore's The Walking Dead, pencil

Winged Lucha Bear Collage, mixed media


Margot Tenenbaum, oil pastel

Self-portrait, painted over a Polaroid, mixed media

Come Home, mixed media

K7, mixed media

The Music in My Heart, unfinished, mixed media

Self-portrait Pop, acrylic

Shadowman, acrylic

"Elephant With Serpent Trunk". A Francisco Goya/William Blake fusion. Acrylic

Kamikaze, pencil + graphite

Mushrooms, graphite

Skull, black and white conte


My absolute favorite/pride and joy -- Leather Jacket Over Chair , vine charcoal

Headless Barbie Doll Still Life, vine charcoal

Chair, vine charcoal

Ox Head, red conte

Aerial Still Life, vine charcoal and ink wash

Horse Head, vine charcoal

Marilyn on the cover of Playboy, acrylic

Gartsman, acrylic

Adlard Zombie, acrylic

Big Adlard Zombie, acrylic

My Teeth, acrylic

Random Journal Pages of the Day

Before I started using the larger Moleskins, it all started with little spiral-bound reporter memo books.  And then I graduated to Moleskin pocket books and started adding scraps.  And then came the bigger books, and, well… the rest is pretty much history.  Here’s a look at a couple of my earlier journals —

2006, 2007

"12/06-6/07" -- When I worked at the gun store

"12/06 - 6/07" -- When I worked at the gun store

Metal kids at the Whiskey

Metal kids at the Whiskey

In the waiting room at the dentist

In the waiting room at the dentist

"August 2007 - December 2007" -- When I worked at the porn shop

"August 2007 - December 2007" -- When I worked at the porn shop

Inside cover

Inside cover

Self-portrait polaroid

Self-portrait polaroid

At the Manor with Myly

At the Manor with Myly





Concept and Self-portrait in ball point pen

Concept for art piece and Self-portrait in ball point pen

Hello, I’m Alisa and I keep a journal.

I am a recorder of events; an accountant of dialogue.  Because I am a writer, I observe and collect.  I am my own historian.   When I am gone, the world will know I existed because of these journals.

I was inspired by the work of photojournalist Dan Eldon. I created a journal for a photography final project a few years ago, using his book, The Journey is the Destination, as a template.  The following summer I worked on a journal chronicling a trip to Las Vegas for my 21st birthday.

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Every now and then I plan to scan and post pages from aforementioned journals (and my current one).  I encourage you to start one; I find it to be great meditation as well as a tool for reflection and personal growth.