Nightmare Before Christmas / Mr. Bungle Film Editing Project

Fireworks

"Fireworks"

Most unfrightening
Enlightening
The charming falls
And glitter shawls

The slumbering sun
Beneath dim night
The cumberbun
Of town alight
Where patriots
The rebel lurks
In freedom's ring
Of fireworks

"Fireworks" is the painting of the day because everyday,
I dream of monsters.

Poem & painting by Mando Padilla

The is the first painting that shows the profile of the IDOM mascot. This also marks the first where the mascot battles itself. The idea was more serious & hard lined than in the past but it still retains the colorful characteristics associated with my work. The poem is about those who bite the hand that feeds them.

Santa Hat 2010

I dream of monstersThrough visions and toysI have a new monsterA baby boy  Art by Mando P

Mariachi 1 - The Guitar Player

Mariachi 1 :: The Guitar Player

For every string

I pluck and pick

With every string

I sing

- Mando Padilla

This painting is one in a series of four. I tested the strength of this art on apparel with the Zazzle store. These paintings were exciting to do. The backgrounds are colorful so I used minimal color on the character so that he could stand out. The original hangs in my house. It really brightens and opens up the room.

Mariachi 1 is the painting of the day because every day I Dream of Monsters.

Habbit the Rabbit

Sugar skulls' bone marrow
Licked clean
As slippery well
Walls, Vasoline

Pale is the beta carotene
The blinded
Wizard worms
Sight, pristine

Memoirs in shells
The hatched hells
Thy nighmare spells
Chromatic dwells


Remind thee, oh thine crimson posts
Which skeleton twas impaled most
For ivory hiccups amid the blood
The heards en mass alas, the flood

Thine ears do fail your majesty
For selfish self apostrophe
Or wish the will or wilt alone
And woe amongst the trite o' stone

That sudden thrust that which doth fear
A warning hence the endeth near
Tis when thou tarnished fake ammend
Drunkards - prolong hangovers end

Abundance
Redundance
The boredom
Of habits

Poem and drawing by Mando Padilla

("Habbit the Rabbit" is the drawing of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters..)

Eternal Charm

"Eternal Charm"

This charm of bows
For infinite wealth
The pride upon the bow
This charm you chose
In lifetime good health
Upon what is you sow

You are the luck
That treats you right
For, if you're stuck
Then look inside

This charm, it knows
What you will do
Tis what you chose
The charm of you

Will never fade
Yet, always shine
Self - what you've made
One of a kind

So feel the infinite bows fly
The zephyrs' warmth guide you in flight
Infinity - never too high
Your constellations -
Illuminate
Eternal night

Poem & painting by Mando Padilla

("Eternal Charm" is the drawing of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters..)

I Dream of Monsters Zazzle Store

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People of Mass

"People of Mass"

Painting by Mando Padilla

This painting is an expressionism. The colorful background reminded me of a photo that I took in Boston Massachuesetts a few years ago. I didn't want to distract from the background too much so I went with solid black strokes. I kind of worked silhouettes with a knife to represent the different types of people I remembered from the trip. I was going to do a poem but didn't felt the painting was poetic enough. I also payed homage to the people of Salem, Hyannis and Falmouth on this piece.

Skeletons and Rucas

"Skeletons and Rucas"

Mi ruca, one of many
But I only need una
Pero, I prefer plenty
One per every luna

When one ruca upsets me
I get close to the other
And if one gets too bossy
I say "You're not my mother"

They all say that I'm lazy
That I'm a drunk huevon
I tell them that they're crazy
Cuz I broke their corazons

Valentino is on fire
Line up and pick a number
The number one desire
And not only to slumber

Skeletons and gigolos
My closet needs more marrow
Hand in hand with pimps and hos
I only seek dinero

I play cuz I like to share
Like puffing on a huca
If you have some cash to spare
You too can be my ruca

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Skeletons and Rucas" is the painting of the day because everyday,
I dream of monsters.

Decisions Part II

"Decisions Part II"

Decisions I chase
With a stomache ache
In heels, I touch the sky

With buckles or lace
That curve like a snake
Confused but I don't know why

In flats or in heels
Depends on the while
I am on my feet or am not

In pain - how it feels
As I force a smile
Its worth it, as long as I'm hot

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Shoes 1I" is the painting of the day because everyday,
I dream of monsters.

Decisions

"Decisions"

In curls or straight strands

Draped wet or frizzled dry

Barrettes or head bands

Blow dry or iron fry

And like her shoes

She will decide quick
Even though decisions

Make her sick

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Shoes 1" is the painting of the day because everyday,
I dream of monsters.

Panic

"Panic"

Lausenges vaporize from my eyes
I see through coldness
Her eyelids, warm
Heard the coulds' zephyrs' friction
Then felt sweat on my tongue
Relief kicked a grimace
I thrust fear into my lungs
Then exhaled

I rolled her coffee stained napkin
over my eyelids
She pecked her work of art

The bloodclot on my neck
My pen leaked
She drank the ink
In a panic

Poem by and acrylic "expressionism" on canvas by Mando Padilla

"Panic" is the painting and poem of the day because every day, I Dream of Monsters.

Bunny Lady

"Bunny Lady"
Slip the rabbit grimace flat
In closet skeletons drowned
And when your cries from skim milk fat
Submerged the children found

Embellish blames oh with a sob
With TLC disguised
Not two but three lives you would rob
Imposture televised

Forensic frenzy
Riddle sketch
Tweedle dumb
No bone to fetch

And with the bones all locked away
You would be as well
And dream of justice everyday
Tucked in your bed of hell

Poem by and acrylic/pen on canvas by Mando Padilla

"Bunny Lady" is the painting and poem of the day because every day, I Dream of Monsters.

Robot Zoo

"Robot Zoo"

Pyrite tusks
And glass eye musks
Wanted not what it got
A devilish grin
Upon its chn
And a new pet robot

Synthetic skins
Reptilian tins
With nectar-venom, sweet
Your merry hell
The poisoned well
Your thirst never deplete

Stripe upon stripe
The fruit rots ripe
The imitated laugh
The mime plays dead
Monkeys in its head
Starve - broken necked giraffe

Hyena's numb
Stagnant jokes - crumb
As when the robots rust
Dead crops planted
Blood for granted
The zoo will turn to dust

As for today
Living in play
In wisdom's words anew
For every stream
Has its own dream
In worlds we call the zoo

Poem by and acrylic on canvas by Mando Padilla

"Robot Zoo" is the painting and poem of the day because every day, I Dream of Monsters.

Spine Tingler

"Spine Tingler"
I fly amid the hellfire earth
With laughter at my side
Cause, if we are just afterbirth
Tis' grouch's freckle snide

Incineration melts the froth
Of rabies candlelight
Malign, a vigil held you doth
Memento singed with spite

In armor of an insect, crushed
With dignity abroad
Shall lead the path to demons pushed
To gilded traps nor fraud

Atop this ailing spine I walk
With pain's wisdom thereof
Thin ice and swords do seldom talk
For you are none above

Between these gliding perished wings
Upon the tingling spine
Amid the hells, an angel sings
The guardian of mine

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Spine Tingler" is the painting of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters.

Helter Skelter Solitaire

"Helter Skelter Solitaire"
What is it you wish?
Your own crucifix?
What sacrifice have you?

Worship in the mirror
A one sided stare
Echos, solitaire
The fictitious lair

Grotesque beyond aim
With abscess's shame
A sting thou shalt claim
For cruel is your name

And while you incite
Yet, another fight
Imprisoned polite
As darkness your light

What pain we endure
From you is so pure
Know self, insecure
A pawn or a lure

Tis' all in the head
Infections will spread
Bandages drop dead
Scab will the force fed

Kindness is not dumb
Time will never come
For all that is numb
But, you'll eat your scum

So fight your own fight
Your own dirty mirror
Lonesome helter-skelter
Solitaire

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Scarifix" is the painting of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters.

The painting was inspired by this drawing I made of a crucified cockroach taking a dump. I bleeding skull was attached to the cockroach's umbelical cord.  The original painting (which I painted over) depicted two steak-torsoed skeleton officers. I liked the color but not the art so I left the corners alone. I started out with dark dots then threw green flames over them. The flames .... up close...totally 3-D. From there, I sketched out the art based on the original drawing. Instead of the cockroach, I opted for a scorpion over a stitched cross. Its dark and humorous at the same time (with the poem to match). Canvas board with a matte spray finish.

P.S. Martia / Behind the Scenes

"P.S. Martia"
The piano's abrasive chords
Discharged puss from its pumice on
Slate throat gag release of sound
Her fingertips turned purple because
she was sure

She listened to the hoarse wallops of
The galloping breaths of the hip-tides
Hip-tides are two-headed monsters
They were inseparable...
her admiration for them anyway

She kissed the pneumonia on its throat
Only to find herself crucified to its conscience
Conscience of wisdom through witness
Aware, Wednesday loathes Sundays... hanging

The cellos soothed her heart
But it only made it worse
"P.S., the death." they wrote
But her mind disobeyed shifting to find comfort in her channel of thought
Like sifting through a transistor radio

"Don't remind me for, I've seen", she thought
Her knees head to head
Then she saw the pneumonia fade into the deep sea of honesty
The death that surrounded it was not hers

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

This is the photo of the day because everyday I dream of monsters.


"P.S. Martia" is something that keeps popping up everytime I clean up my notebooks. Its just a fun thing to read although I'm not sure what it means anymore. I chose it for this entry because my garage is filled with ideas, skulls and music notes. In fact, every morning before I work out, my garage reminds me of the work that needs to be done. All of these canvases are now full on paintings which. Some of which will be revealed in the up and coming weeks.

Imagination's Friend

"Imagination’s Friend"
Encompass thee
Thine harmony
In clustered words so free
New rhythms sway
My spirit’s day
Poetic soulscapes flee

Amid a hymn
In synonym
Enlightened words will flow
Forlorn oh, dim
The antonym
Yet, magically aglow

For art embraced
The words I seek
With syllables astray
Yet, all in place
Sounds which I speak
Gold thread of words at play

When left untold
To unify
Words at opposite ends
New worlds unfold
Give to thine eyes
Imagination’s friend.

Poem by and acrylic on canvas by Mando Padilla

"Clowerrot Coverup" is the painting of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters.

Pinocchio's Kids II

"Pinocchio's Kids II"
Shall I peck your nose in half
Before it does surpass
The length of neck upon giraffe
Yes, I should do it fast

Your eyes of wander do exceed
No evidence of guilt
And in your dire quench's need
Perhaps then you shalt tilt

The bloodshed all for ridicule
And hence, the postulant
Yet, all your hell was miniscule
And temple tolerant

Relinquish souls of pestilence

And skeletons you kept

Engorging void of innocence

Death has already wept

The masses restless as it grows

Regretfully it shows

Seduction with dramatic woes
For those already foes

Poem and painting by Mando Padilla

"Pinocchio's Kids II" is the painting of the day because everyday, I dream of monsters.

Donut Pig

"Donut Pig!"
My stomache growl
And anxious jowl
Beg for a sweetened bite

Too late too cook
For snacks I look
A donut, I just might

The cupboard creeks
My smiling cheeks
Hold pastries sweetened bright

I hear the swine
Cries ,"Those are mine!"
It begs for one more fight

My stomache growl
And anxious jowl
Cry as I put it back

The swine fell ill
To greed and swill
He had a heart attack

Poem and acrylic on canvas by Mando Padilla

"Donut Pig" is the painting of the day because every day, I dream of monsters.

Don't mess with the pigr's donuts! With locks for eyes, they're out for blood. I've known people who've flipped like that over sweets. I think that's part of the reason I stay away from sweets. I mean, I like them but if I don't know where they came from, I'll just leave them for the donut pig.
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Here is the drawing that inspired this blog entry.
"Pastry Junkie - Mine!" color pencil by Mando Padilla