When I started Art Machine Productions in 2010, my plan was to expand out into art shows, original art sales, prints, shirts, art reference material and books; just about everything related to art. Hence: Art Machine. I wanted to have this force on multiple fronts that was known not just for great tattooing, but for…
Author: timpangburn
You’re Depressed, and I Understand
I’ll go ahead and get this part out of the way real fast. I’m moody. Like, strings of medication moody. I don’t tolerate crowds, socializing, or stupidity very well. I’m quick to point out the downside of everything. I’m a 100% natural born, certified grouch. If you know me, then you know what I’m going…
Sifting chaos
We crash and collide with objects in our paths, endlessly bustling through our seemingly random lives. We’re ants criss crossing the same worn down trails, following the ant in front of us, to an end we barely acknowledge, much less understand. We build, we breed, we increase our footprint on this chunk of rock hurtling…
Aw snap, my bad bruh
My email was broken Turns out that there were some settings that were off in my email that wasn’t allowing any messages to be forwarded to the proper email address. When I found it, I could see that messages were sent, but couldn’t access everything to respond. So what happened was I’ve lost every email…
Positive thinking doesn’t yield positive results
Hey man. How about we turn down the pep talks, okay? Yes, we understand the importance of mindset. Yes, we understand the importance of positivity. But the truth is, positive thinking doesn’t yield positive results. I know what’s coming next, and that’s the whole “stop being a negative Nancy” routine. And you know, I think…
My power may be off, but you can’t turn off my…powerrr?
Tropical storm Isaias slammed the east coast today, from the Carolinas north, even ripping through our little slice of Bucks County heaven. Winds tore branches from the trees, knocked over fence posts, and rain battered us for hours. Well, for like three hours. A far cry from the original 12+ hours they called for less…
The “I’m leaving Facebook” announcement
I deactivated my Facebook today. It’s not the first time I’ve done it, and I’m already saying it won’t be the last. Facebook is crack cocaine for ADD. That’s most of the problem, but not the whole problem. It’s been love/hate for me for years. It’s not that we polarize each other, or create echo…
Art imitates life
I’ve been struggling for some time to identify the feelings that have been running through my mind. They’re all so familiar, yet in some sort of foreign and unknown configuration. Like if my normal dysfunction is a Rubik’s Cube, then my current dysfunction is that same cube jumbled up. I haven’t been able to place…
What do we do now?
I haven’t posted in a long time, and for a good number of reasons. The shutdowns have beat me up mentally. The breaking of routines, the extended time home, the financial concerns…its all taking its toll. I’ve been facing some pretty bad depression along the way, and I’ve had more than one change to my…
April 27th, 2020
I rang in my birthday crying. Not a few tears, but heavy, sobbing, compounding pressure in your head crying. In a way it was a relief, because I thought the pharmacy on my bathroom sink had stolen that from me. I don’t think I’ve cried since mom passed. Life is rarely where you expect it…