Nick Gazin makes these subtly twisted (sometimes not so subtle) little paintings that remind of why I laugh at dead baby jokes or fat people. His style is that rough paint over sketch thing that I liked so much in Mark Penxa’s work (mentioned here). Unlike Penxa’s baseball heroes, Gazin takes an acid trip down the wrong side of the American Dream, covering things in blood and day-glo disasters. I keep expecting Dennis Hopper to step into one of the paintings and flick a lit cigarette at my face right before kicking me in the knees. I like it. It’s like “If The Strip Club Floors Could Talk”. Someone will probably see that and turn it into a reality show.

Nick Gazin
He’s also got a sketch blog.

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