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The Story of Davidnoll.earth from the artist

(Scroll to the near bottom of this page to see my most recent work, ‘Wisteria’, that was destroyed in 2021.)

I guess if I was to tell you everything about all the struggles I’ve had over the years to put all this together it would leave you depressed.  I certainly don’t want that for you at all.  I want Davidnoll.earth to be about having fun whatever your current circumstances or struggles!  So, to keep your spirits up, I will only share the most salient and valid points for you.

I never really chose to be an artist, I just always did it.  I can remember doing drawings from my earliest memories around one or two years old.  I remember trying to write my name but getting the D’s and A backwards.  It was around that time I wondered if there was a way to copy down all the wonderful things I was seeing in nature.

I still have some of my drawings while in grade school and they centered mostly around picture books we had in school, cartoons on television and comic books.  My family was very strict about what I could consume as my dad was a minister at that time.

Despite being a great time in the mid 80’s for music, I was only allowed to listen to hymnals.  The only songs I remember hearing at that time were ‘Walk Like and Egyptian’ by the Bangles and ‘Chariots of Fire’ by Vangelis, both of which I still like today.

I can remember from 5th to 7th grade my parents gave me more freedom and I was allowed to travel down to the grocery store magazine rack.  I read Spiderman and Batman a few times back then, but was much more into Spider Ham, Richard Scary picture books and Mad Magazine.

I never really applied myself much to art back then until I got into my senior year of high school.  I had finished all the required courses so I had it set up that year where I only had one class and six periods of study hall.

I had a lot of friends that were always doing projects in the art classroom.  I did quite a few fun works that year and dabbled around with painting in acrylics.  I hated acrylics then (and now!) as they only give you a few seconds to work and left a very drab and dry surface quality.  I really enjoyed the oil painting style of Leonardo da Vinci then and how he was able to achieve real depth and realism.

I was also really into guitar at the time, but the bands I was in all faded out.  My guidance counselor at school suggested I try a school in a big city about 2 hours away from my parent’s house.  Finally, I believed, I could learn more about painting like Caravaggio, Johannes Vermeer, Leonardo, Raphael and especially Salvador Dali who I was crazy about at the time.

After a little over a year at this school in the big city I became disillusioned by what we were being taught.  I realized we were being molded into cookie cutter corporate slaves; using our talents to produce logos and ad revenue for some big shot CEO someplace.

I then had a discussion with one of the main instructors there who had done some pretty respectable watercolor still lifes from what looked like the inside of a Johnny Rockets restaurant.

He asked me what I wanted to do with my art career.  I told him I wanted to learn how to paint like the old masters, especially the painters from the Baroque and Florentine Renaissance periods.

He had quite a chuckle at my expense and told me that despite us paying him quite a bit of money to give me an art education, he had no skills in oil painting whatsoever.  And I later found out no other instructor there painted at all.  His advice to me was to go to a city like Los Angeles or New York City.  That was where I could be hazed by some famous painter as I sat at their feet hoping for table scraps.

So since my graphic design teacher couldn’t teach me what I wanted, I dropped out.  I had to work other jobs then as now, but applied my spare time to learning about art.  It was at that time I found a curious book ’50 Secrets of Magic Craftsmanship’ by Salvador Dali in 1998.

Of course, being Dali, he had a lot of extraneous and misleading data in the book, but at least it was humorous, especially the parts about Paul Gaugin and Vincent Van Gogh.  But the practical methods are still the main ones I would use today, although I’m not in a place where I can paint at all.  I don’t even have any paintings to show as they’re all destroyed except one in progress.

What my teacher forgot to mention was that we were stuck at the back end of the worst 2 centuries in art, the 19th and 20th centuries.  Its just like Salvador Dali wrote, that ugliness and defect are praised as in the cases of Vincent Van Gogh and Picasso and really good art like his doesn’t hit huge dollar figures, even now.

Today its even worse at the start of the 21st century.  Musicians, billionaires and fashion designers attend the Met Gala in New York City every year.  The ‘artists’ never even make the news.

The modern artist’s ‘work’, instead of being an expression of genius and marvels of craftsmanship such as that of Leonardo Da Vinci, is in their own admission an expression of frustration.  Much like a baby gets angry at his mother and throws his mushed carrots at the wall, modern art is an outlet for deep seeded anger issues and mental illness.

Salvador Dali said it right when he said that ‘defects are never virtues’.  Its kind of like calling a spade a spade.  Children are usually good judges of art as most of them actively create it.  It takes a Marxist educational system to punish the drive to create out of them over 12 years.  Math, English and science are seen as work and accomplishments.  Art is considered a hobby, not a viable career.

The worst examples I’ve seen are in a video I found online.  In it, the narrator describes how a picture that looks like a wall size temper tantrum by a three year old, and probably executed in under 5 minutes is auctioning for 46 million dollars.  The gallery curators are really the main culprits of this trash being accepted as art because its all about the description.

They say ‘its brave’, ‘its human’, ‘its powerful’, ‘its man struggling against the oppression of society’ etc.  Really its just some scribbles or splashes on canvas.  It really is a testament that having enough money to spend on a work of art doesn’t correlate with knowing the value of art.  Anyone can inherit a fortune.

I’ve discovered the method to produce modern art.  Anyone can do it.  First, you have to go big.  Works 8 feet or greater really bring in the big bucks.  And when you come up with the concept, make sure it has no connection to anything seen in real life.

Second, you cannot use your hands.  Your feet, spray cans, construction paper, spinning wheels, mechanized rotating tumbleweeds, performing dancers, people having epileptic seizures on stage, bananas taped to walls, garbage cans upended in the middle of rooms and any other chaotic thing is now considered art.

Paint is a ballistic projectile now, not something to be used skillfully and certainly should not be used to produce realistic representations.

Third, you absolutely must be a turbo-liberal, mentally ill and feel a deep sense that you have been discriminated against by society in some terrible way to hit it big in modern art.  It helps if you’re not that attractive, are a homosexual and most of all not a christian.

Christianity is a very orderly logical system seeking peace with you neighbor and teaches you to express love toward your Creator.  Christianity leads one to peace inside and calmness, something that doesn’t work for being a modern artist.  You absolutely must be angry and hate the idea of God to really go into the stratosphere of modern art.

Fourth, you cannot spend more than a few hours on each piece.  If you can do it in 5 minutes, then even better, it will be worth more.

Now, back to why most of my paintings were destroyed.  The main culprit I found was not the paint I was using: its the best in the world.  It wasn’t the mediums either, even though they are inferior to the ones I make now.  It is because I trusted the canvas and panels sold at the art stores here in the United States.

These mediums and canvases are there to serve the modern artist in exorcising the demons within, so patiently oil painting a work is not a practice these art stores even entertain as being something you’d want to do.  Serve the masses.

Unfortunately, after having done hundreds of paintings, I learned these canvases and panels are designed for acrylics.

These surfaces led to many peel off incidents, bubbles coming through the panel dimpling the whole painting when you tried to varnish it, and many other horrifying failed experiments.

One design I sell in products on this site was once the Modesto painting.  I had the subsurface stippling event happen on it when I attempted to varnish it and had to destroy it.  It only still exists in photograph, if I can get to a place where I can paint, I plan to remake it bigger and better than ever.

Quitter in its current 3D model form began much like my old paintings as a drawing.  I believe I did this drawing while in college for structural engineering in 2010.

Going back to college as a backup plan was another disappointment that wasted nearly a decade of my time off an on and ended in zero actual income.  I never wanted to go to college after 1998, but since I was so desperately poor, my family and friends advised me to have a back up plan to art.  I’ve since learned to take the training wheels off and just let it fly, crash or not.

There was no one to teach me about oil painting in the late 1990’s through 2010’s, so I was going at it with only my Salvador Dali book.

I know Wikipedia describes each painter as having apprenticed with a master.  Even Johannes Vermeer, they insist, was under Carel Fabritus’ tuteledge, even though there is scant evidence of anything other than a few official records about his short life.

I never had any help, that’s why its taken so long.  In 2012-14 I produced quite a few paintings.  In this period I made the Chase painting, original Quitter painting, Modesto painting, a painting of my mom’s dog Greta with a candle, a self portrait with the same candle, Headless Dave (my head on a dinner plate to show to the residents of Park City, Utah), a painting of Thomas Kinkade (which I gave up on when I heard he had died while I was working on it), Blue Wolf Ate Blue Dog Because Blue Dog Sucks (part of my protest against George Rodrigue that ended a month before he died in 2012), a five foot painting mocking the false angel Moroni and also a painting about Starbucks.

I’ll show you some of the paintings from that time below.  The first one is the Modesto painting before I had to destroy it.  You can see the dimpled appearance in the center top of this when a painting on Gessobord is varnished with my old idea of final varnish.

As the elements dried, thousands of what I called bubbles developed under the surface.  Notice the yellowed appearance over the whites in the bottom of the painting from the faulty final varnish.  These whites were very bright and clean when I finished this in 2013.

This photo was taken shortly before I burned up this painting with all the other ones that were ruined and delaminated from using Gessobord.  I discovered AFTER finishing all kinds of paintings that Gessobord masonite is just thin pieces of paper mechanically pressed and laminated together with glue: a surface not fit for oil painting!

 

 

If you’d like to see the better version of this painting, before it was ruined I have many other products for sale with a better picture of this painting before it was ruined.

 

 

Here is a photo of another painting now destroyed because of trying to varnish Gessobord.  This was a small practice piece and only was 6″ by 6″ square.

At that time I didn’t have a good varnish to put over a painting, only one to add with the paints.  My varnish then was much more like Salvador Dali’s medium than the one I invented in 2016-17.

This is painted from a photo I took of my Mom’s dog Greta after she bought her in 2013.  Greta was an abused stray that used to shake uncontrollably when anyone would approach to pet her.

When the pet shelter found her she had a litter of puppies that were all brain damaged.  She kept them alive though!  Greta was extremely skinny and probably wouldn’t have survived much longer had she not been rescued.

Eventually over years of knowing her, Greta came to love everyone although she was still wary of me.  I think its likely because the person that hit her when she was on the streets must have been a man.  She was always cautious of any men around, but eventually warmed up to me and would come up to sit by me if I had any food.

Greta sadly died in 2024, but she died fat and happy and lived 10 years longer than she would have had she been left alone on the streets.  Miss you Greta girl!

 

 

The original Quitter painting from 2013!  This was not destroyed due to varnishing, but something happened in the body of the bird and parts of the paint started to delaminate.  I tried to overpaint over this damage to save it, but it wrecked the body, so all was lost.  Gessobord again!

I originally intended this piece to be a protest against Twitter.  At the time I had an account on there and I couldn’t believe the mean things people said to me on there.  Had they said the same things to me in front of my face, they could have been in trouble because I can still run faster than most people.

Behind their little remote anonymous computer screen, they could say as many hateful or racist things as they wanted.  Twitter is the platform for cowards, I thought at the time.

So, it was originally because of the rudeness of people on Twitter that I did this piece, but during 2020 I decided to resurrect the idea of Quitter to become what it is today.  I did a lot of 3D modeling, which was a side interest of mine interspersed between paintings.

I guess off and on I worked on this 3D model, but it wasn’t until 2023 that it was finally done.  The 3D edition was meant to be a protest against the massive censorship that happened in the United States from 2020 to 2023.

I was trying to get people to quit Twitter because it is a fake free speech platform.  I can remember under the Parag Agrawal regime he and his employees called non-communists ‘shit people’ and shadow banned people with crosses or Bible verses on their pages.

I’m still against twitter and X.com today, because people are still shadow banned on there.  I can never get any traction even if I opened up an account today.  I think people must be paying for fake likes or something.

The incessant need to document every waking moment of your life, the bullying that goes on there that has driven some troubled souls to actually commit suicide due to the abusive gang mentality and the reactionary culture it has created falls right in line with what the post-covid totalitarian governments want for you.  (Now all governments on earth are at least somewhat totalitarian after 2020.)

If you are reacting all the time to the latest news or whatever crazy story you see, you’re not thinking about the long term effects of your words; you’re just reacting to the information in the moment.  Most times during a crisis, if you’re tweeting about accusations or whatever, given a few days or months you’ll usually find the initial story wasn’t exactly what really happened.

Everything you write on social media is stored in databases forever.  The authorities profile people through their social media accounts, and can you blame them?  You’re putting your personal life out there for anyone to see, so if you’re doing something they don’t like, its easy to find you!

Mark Zuckerberg can cross reference everything about you, your family and friends if needed.  He wants to know a little more about you for his everlasting files.

The last thing I want to say about Quitter regards the current edition, with the 3D model I offer on products.  I finished Quitter in early 2023 when I was very ill with my broken jaw.  I saved up and decided to order a poster of it as a sample from a company I found in England.

That poster never got to me.  I asked the post office what happened to it and no one could tell me.  It just disappeared.

And you know what happened next?  Elon Musk changed Twitter to X.com a week later.  Look it up, he went on the news sites, television and his $40 billion dollar waste of time and flashed his Illuminati Jesuit Masonic all seeing eye pyramid gang signs.  Do you think it was coincidence?  I think not!

How do you think he got all that money, by earning it?  Likely, no.  You gotta be part of the special club of big bad billionaire killer bees.  The government hired Elon long ago, that’s why he has so much money, he earns a percent on your check.  Big bad billionaire killer bees move in swarms much like locusts when they’re devouring a farmer’s livelihood.

So, what was Elon trying to do with this move to all of a sudden come up with X.com?  He always had an affinity for his unused domain X.com all these years but could it have been to date my work also???  A lot of people know what I’ve been doing all these years.  The powers that be just don’t want YOU to know about me, because I expose all their scams.

Its unfortunate Elon Musk, despite his billions of fiat, ever shrinking used to be petro-dollars may have chosen to compete with someone like me in this way.  I don’t care if he wants to try to steal back my symbol, I can paint or draw anything now.

I’ve already got a great X.com logo ready to go for next season in my head now.  Its very humorous.  I bet he even has my poster hanging up in his 19th house next to either birther wife 27’s bed or on XAE27MYDADISAHUGENERD’s wall.

I’m quite sure he won’t like my version of X.com, but I won’t be joining any society or group, nor will they be able to join mine as there’s only one person in my group.

Mega-corp is 2 dimensional and fake.  David Noll is 3 dimensional and real.  You could even reach out and touch me if I was in your general vicinity, but only if I like you.

 

 

This is a self portrait done in oil paint a few months after I finished the Greta painting in late 2013.  I had it completely finished and standing on an easel when the police barged into my studio, pointed guns in my face and arrested me for destroying Banksy’s illegal graffiti in 2014.

I still suffer today from numbness at times in my hands as a result of them transporting me in a police car from my house in Modesto all the way to the jail in downtown Los Angeles.

Why is this?  Its because they handcuffed me behind my back and left the handcuffs on the whole way there.  They really showed me!

I got a short rest stop once near Six Flags to let me eat some McDonalds that the cops bought for me.  Then it was back in the squad car to downtown LA handcuffed behind my back again with now totally numb hands.  That almost total numbness lasted for about a year afterward.  Its hundreds of miles from Modesto in northern California to Los Angeles in southern California.

Other injustices were done to me inside the jail when I got there.  One day when I got back from court a couple weeks into being there, they held me and a bunch of other prisoners in a holding cell.  I was in there several more hours than usual, so I knew something was up.

In that cell I met 4 people.  I was talking to a man that was being held in solitary confinement for several weeks.  I was witnessing to him about how to become a christian.

I noticed three fellows in jail uniforms sitting in the middle of the cell.  One of them looked like the spitten image of the postage stamp photo purportedly of the real Banksy.  He had glasses and everything.  I believed this was actually him.

The only difference was that he was covered all over his arms in tattoos.  He looked pretty much exactly like this photo I found online here:

 

 

I said something to him to pick up if he had a British accent.  He sat completely silent and said nothing.  His two obvious friends, probably the Nintendo pixel art guy and somebody else were looking at each other jesting about the gospel I was telling to the man from solitary.

When they let me out of that cell, the police desecrated us by having us strip completely naked and bend over so they could check our cavities for contraband with a flashlight.  Very humiliating and intrusive.  I guess Banksy must have been wanting to get an eyeful, so he got to what he wanted there.

Anyway, after this public shaming they had all of us prisoners line up where the police were tossing burritos wrapped in tinfoil to the inmates.  We missed supper by several hours so I was relieved to potentially eat something finally.

They tossed the 2 burritos to the guy in front of me and then it was my turn.  Instead of tossing two burritos my way, the officer sprayed some gelatinous white substance in my face and on my head with what looked like some kind of jail shampoo bottle.  I believe it now to have been semen.  Banksy must have really enjoyed seeing me bent over naked after all.  I think I’m gonna be sick…

I got no burritos even though every other inmate did that day and was very hungry.  One of the other inmates remembered this officer’s last name and I reported his behavior to the jail.  Of course, nothing was likely done to him as the LAPD love Banksy and Shepard Fairey as they are so ‘renegade’ and ‘street’ that they bring the police all kinds of busts.

About a week later, I got released and got probation for 5 years, but its likely I met the real Banksy.  I wasn’t as impressed as his fans probably are of him, especially since I never have done any black and white silhouettes.

In the late 1990s I did lots of black and white pen and ink drawings and several comic books that went nowhere which developed into my current drawing style.  My theory of art was to attempt to represent the forms I imagined or saw in three dimensional space with shading like lines and dots.

So, this self portrait is the painting the police with guns saw during this time when I was arrested.  I liked how it turned out, but this photo doesn’t do justice to how it actually looked as it was taken on an iPhone 5C.

I believe I destroyed this one not by varnishing, but because the background of the Gessobord must have leaked through the paint layer and gave the deep blacks a chalky appearance.

My current painting varnish would not have suffered the same fate, nor my current oils that are non-yellowing.  Also I have abandoned Gessobord for other surfaces such as wood and specially prepared canvas due to my studies and hopefully future experiments.

Here is the warrant from LAPD in 2014 with names and locations removed in case you don’t believe this really happened to me:

 

 

 

Now, I’ll give you a small discussion about the actual warrant given to me by the police when I was arrested for the Banksy illegal graffiti destruction.

I suppose the people of Carmel, CA were likely mad at me for the George Rodrigue protest two years before this and were probably going to pile it on me then with the raging anger of the rich people in Park City, Utah at the time.

They never found the tutu, bra or other items used in the Carmel protest as I had destroyed that costume by the time they got there.  There was no blue phallic object, it was a long blue dog toy that looked phallic if you have a filthy mind.  I guess I destroyed that costume as it doesn’t line up with my faith very well now.  God showed me some verses about effeminate dress in the Bible, so I ditched that whole get up.

I guess they probably thought I was homosexual for wearing such a stupid looking costume, but I never have been gay.  Sodomy is not consistent with christianity nor my desires.

When I selected the elements for that costume at my local Party City and the now infamous Ricardo Cabeza character, I was simply thinking this: “What is the costume that I could put together that would annoy and disgust the crappiest artist in Carmel, George Rodrigue?”  And I went with that.

I didn’t know about his condition at the time from huffing art store chemicals that led to his death a month after the protest.  When I ended the protest I drove away from Carmel in whatever crappy car I drove at the time.  I could hear an engine revving behind my car, and for some reason I was in the leftmost lane.  I had the windows down as it is usually nice weather there and to my surprise out of the driver’s window of a speeding silver Camaro on my right arose the stubbiest and incredibly girthy middle finger out of the darkness that I have ever seen.

It was him, George Rodrigue!  That moment filled me with such joy at the time, and then I considered it one of the greatest moments of my life, to make one of the worst artists ever be angry enough at me to flip me off.

I guess Rodrigue had very serious cancer and died a month later, so I feel pretty lousy about it now and I’d like to apologize to his family, Carmel and everyone for how stupid that all was.  It was not a protest against him personally, it was against his art only.

I just was very annoyed at the time that no gallery would let me show any of the work I had or was doing.  They had this guy featured and he painted the same blue dog, in the same orientation on EVERY painting he did his entire life.

At least Thomas Kinkade could paint his imaginary skies surrounded by alcohol fueled blurry purple and pink trees somewhat realistically like in the Sutter Creek Inn painting.  I once went to the Sutter Creek Inn in Sutter Creek, CA and it looked nothing like the Thomas Kinkade painting.

The windows were partially see through in the actual Sutter Creek Inn, which is a pretty popular bed and breakfast.  I was surprised to find that it didn’t have bright spotlights pointing out of the windows like Kinkade painted them.

When I look back at some of Thomas Kinkade’s imagination paintings, I feel like yelling to the people he didn’t have the ability to paint inside, “Get out!  Fire!  I’ll call 911 and alert the fire department so maybe the rest of the building can be saved.  Women and children first!”  When that art critic said that his paintings looked as if the building was ablaze within, I laughed, as I thought the same exact thing.

One person inside his gallery during that protest even said that his watchmaker painting he did before he committed suicide with drugs was the closest example of a modern day Rembrandt he had ever seen.  I laughed at this misled individual profusely, having seen several of Rembrandt’s actual paintings both at the Palace Legion of Honor in San Francisco and also another show that had several of his works along with Johannes Vermeer’s ‘Girl With a Pearl Earring’.

I guess if you want to make it as a painter you either have to die like Johannes Vermeer or paint from your imagination poorly like Carmel, CA’s own dynamic duo Kinkade-Rodrigue.

 

Here’s what I have left of that painting.  I must have accidentally deleted the photo I made of the painting before I destroyed it.  All that is left is the photograph I manipulated and used as a reference for the painting that was like 10″ by 10″.

The painting looked almost exactly like this photo only the grass was slightly blurrier.  I guess I took a photo of a wiener dog I found online pooping and added a face of a wolf.  Very crude, but it was my attempt to show what blue dog was doing from the back, as George Rodrigue could only paint blue dog from the front.  It was titled, “Blue Wolf ate Blue Dog, because Blue Dog Sucks”.

I found it amazing that despite George Rodrigue paying hundreds of thousands of dollars to Art Center College of Design in Pasadena, CA for his education that he had never learned to paint realistically.

 

I knew I was onto something with these paintings and discovered a method to keep the sky from yellowing on the Moroni painting back in 2014, but it was still not developed enough at the time.

While these works existed, I decided to do another publicity stunt that ended catastrophically in 2014.  Instead of dressing up in a bra and tutu with a crazy wig like I had done in the George Rodrigue protest in Carmel in 2012, I decided to go a different route that ended with the warrant you saw above.

Banksy and Shepard Fairy were the most famous artists at that time.  I remembered thinking Banksy’s works were somewhat clever, only I didn’t like the black and white stencil style.

Banksy reminds me of a time when I was in 6th grade and I went to the fair in the town I was living.  There was a man there doing silhouettes selling them for 5 to 10 dollars a piece.  This was where I believed stencil artists belonged: as Saturday peddling artisans at the market, much like you see on display at your local Goodwill store bargain bin.

There was a tagger at the time named Omar or something that was getting a lot of publicity for spray painting over some Banksy works.

I did some research into some of the properties that Banksy ‘illegally’ tagged.  Each one of them had connections to the New York modern art establishment.

The media preached Banksy as a renegade thumbing his nose at the authorities as he brasenly mocked them all the while staying anonymous to avoid prosecution.

As a protest for what I then knew was a complete sham, I spray painted over ‘Swinging Girl’ in downtown Los Angeles and also ‘Kneeling Angel’ on Jim Tozer’s Park City, Utah property.

Jim Tozer was an interesting fellow especially once I learned he was a huge donor to the Museum of Modern Art in New York City.  I even found he had donated some sizeable sums to them, on the order of half a million dollars or more several times.

It surely sheds more light on his preferences especially after his S.O.B. (Save Our Banksy) campaign in Park City and statements to the media that I was ‘a loner bent on jealous rage’.

The courts pushed for felonies and I got two of them, one for Park City and one for Los Angeles.  My father was ordered in Park City to pay $12,000 and also I was painted in the media as a madman.

I can still remember one of the Park City police officers saying that no one should watch my videos as they were unable to be understood.  It was also left out that I went to college for structural engineering and dropped out to pursue an art career.

I assure you I am not at all crazy, I only used one of the times my family imprisoned me in a mental institution for 3 days to my advantage.

When my dad and I had an argument, like 15 years ago probably, we got forgiveness with each other, I thought, but he still called police later and they had me committed to some kind of mental health facility in Modesto for 3 days.

While I was there, the drugged out zombies were watching Jerry Springer and Maury Povich constantly.  One guy took all his medicine and his hands shook uncontrollably all the time.  I was interested in reading some books to pass the time in a room away from the TV noise.

This facility only had magazines and childish things to read like Nancy Drew novels.  I then saw a book called “The Communist Manifesto” by Karl Marx.  I read the whole thing as it was very short.  I was horrified by his logic in the whole book, and disagreed with almost everything in it, only I realized that most of his suggestions were already in place here in the ‘free’ United States.

After I was finished, the staff had me meet with the head doctor who was an older hispanic man.  He asked me a few questions, then asked me what I was wanted to do with my life, just like my old professor.

I told him I was on track to discover the secrets of the old masters in oil painting and attempt surpass them with modern methods.  I told him that I had already discovered some oil painting practices that could potentially surpass things that even Salvador Dali had done with the right facilities and aid.

He then asked me what I had been reading in the lobby with my time.  I told him “The Communist Manifesto” by Karl Marx.  I declared to him that it was the insane megalomaniacal ravings of a Godless totalitarian imbecile.

This doctor immediately after my statement said to me that I had the strongest version of bipolar disorder, type I or whatever the DSM-IV says.  Without him observing even one painting or drawing I had made first, he also said to me that it was impossible for someone as myself to think they could surpass Salvador Dali.  He recommended that I be medicated immediately with lithium carbonate after a less than five minute analysis.

When they gave this lithium to me in there I decided to entertain his assessment and took one pill.  I remember my mouth feeling extremely dry and an overwhelming sense of mental numbness, like I couldn’t experience my life emotionally anymore.  This scared me incredibly and also the pill made my stomach hurt as well as making it very difficult to digest the terrible food they were giving me.

When they watched me the next few times until I left, I put the pill in my mouth and swallowed the water.  They couldn’t see but I had the pill hidden behind my tongue.  Later in my room I spit that poison out in the toilet and flushed it away for the rest of my short stay there.

The ‘doctor’ and my discussion was less than 5 minutes.  No further treatment or counseling was recommended and I was released after only 3 days there.

Even though I knew I wasn’t crazy or bipolar at all, I went along with it.  I got probation for five years.  Los Angeles tried to get $139,000 for the destruction of Banksy works, but I guess they gave that up after my attorney was going to fight it as contraband, thus legally valueless.

He said my case was like if a cocaine dealer were to get pulled over with a kilo of cocaine by the police.  Then when the cops took away his cocaine as contraband, he would in return sue them for $60,000 or whatever the contraband’s value.  This was similar legally for what he said was being done to me in these cases.

They never would have gotten the felonies, had they not inflated the value of this illegal contraband or had art restorer Deborah Uhl come in and ‘restore’ the illegal graffiti for them.  Since I plead no contest, this gave them a dollar value because the restoration obviously cost quite a bit for a painter in the hallucinatory earth ship echelons that Deborah Uhl inhabits.

Why I had to be destroyed was that I knew about the scam that is Banksy.  He’s not doing these works as random tags to unsuspecting property owners.  My theory is that he probably sets it up with them beforehand as a million dollar donation to their properties for giving so much money to modern art.

In return he gets clout and media accolades as well as super high auction prices for his works.  Gotta kiss a little rear end if you wanna play in the big leagues, right?

So, while trapped at my parent’s house once again due to having to have an address to serve out probation, I decided to set my mind on evolving my oil painting methods.

From 2014 to 2016 I had pretty much given up on my quest to find the secrets of the old masters.  I set myself to doing gouache paintings and splash art, a new form of art I dabbled around in due to my readings of Leonardo Da Vinci’s notebooks of how he used to look at stains on walls to help him devise new designs.

Splash art was a thing for me then and I would make a splash out of gouache paint, let it dry, then later come in and either draw or paint figures, animals and other abstractions over this.

I had done splash works since 2001, but never got into it all as much as that time.

Then it happened for me.  In 2015, I took a photograph of a wisteria bush outside my parent’s home in California.  It was the most complex and amaziing photograph I had ever taken.

What was strange about it was that I noticed some strange clouds in the background.  I had never recognized such wierd clouds before.

Being trapped in California for 20 years as my friends all successively left to greener pastures, I grew to love the beautiful sunsets that once were.  You won’t find them now, just a mess of sprayed in clouds that look as ugly as the rest of the American ‘art’ peddled on us.

Later I learned that these clouds were sprayed in by grey airplanes in the troposphere (above commercial flight level, above 50,000 feet.)

The only planes cleared to fly at this altitude are private jets and military aircraft.  After I found a video of ex-CIA director John Brennan bragging about what he called Stratospheric Aerosol Injection or SAI as he called it on a now famous YouTube video from 2011 of a speech he gave to the Council on Foreign Relations, I learned these spray trails are military.

The planes are too large to be private jets, as the ones flown around by Leonardo DiCaprio and John Kerry are all much smaller.  The particles the plane sprayers eject I theorized to be less than 1 micrometer and possibly only a few hundred nanometers to stay suspended that long on only the buoyant force of the atmosphere.

These sprayed in clouds really ramped up during the first Trump presidency from 2016 to 2020.  From the times in 2015 where there were very few sprayed clouds until 2016, I saw them increase exponentially.

Now in 2025 when I’m writing this, EVERY cloud is now sprayed in by planes.  Think I’m just a quack or trying to pour cold water on the Trump-Biden regimes?  Just do the following exercise:

Point a camera at the sky if you see on the weather forecast that it will be cloudy later.  Prior to 2015 in the 1990’s I can remember living many days without seeing clouds of any kind.  Now you’ll always see these SAI clouds daily.  No more cloudless days with the CIA running the atmosphere!

Of course, this video exercise I’m proposing for you to try works best during daytime.  Put it on to record for several hours.  If you’re using your phone, make sure to plug it in and have enough hard drive space to contain the whole video.

There are multiple programs you can get which can do video editing and speed up a video without having the sound.  I did my old ones on a free program that is now gone, but you may be able to do it with a paid program or find another free one.  (I’m a linux aficionado now, so I love open source programs like Inkscape, GimpShop and Blender….  Many of my pieces done on this site are done with the aid of these programs, especially my logo done in Blender.)

The old clouds set in motion by God before SAI in 2015 would make it cooler when a cloud passed between you and the sun.  These SAI clouds I’ve calculated make it hotter by around 10 to 15 degrees.  Since I discovered this manipulation of the sky was going on, I found evidence of many different types of clouds being sprayed in, and methods to make it rain, hail and snow and even ways they are making and directing hurricanes and tornadoes.

The other program I noticed happening was one of propaganda, by the supposed bastion of free press, the United States of America.

How did I discover this SAI CIA video splicing program going on under all of our noses all these last 10 years or so?  It all came back to some movies and TV shows I enjoyed as a child.

I can testify to you that in my youth in the 1980’s and 1990’s all the way up until 2015, I never saw one sprayed in cloud.  Even after John Brennan devised SAI in 2011, they didn’t get the program running in full force until 2015.

But post-2020, I watched a TV version of Problem Child 2 as I hadn’t seen that movie in many years.  My friends in 1991 and I went to see this film in the theater at the time at least 20 times.

I also watched it when it came out on video probably another 50 more times.  I remember the scenes quite well when Junior changes the chart in Luwanda’s surgery room to give her a large ugly nose.  Luwanda screamed in agony as she realized she had a hideous long nose.

Junior, of course, couldn’t wait until Luwanda revealed her big ugly nose from behind the veil at the wedding.  His character likely hoped his dad would be so turned off by it, he’d leave her at the altar and he’d marry the nicer brunette he wanted for a mom.

But to Junior’s dismay, Luwanda lifted her veil and she had a perfect nose again.  This was the moment I realized the SAI spray trail addition and CIA propaganda program.  The clouds on the made for TV version now mimicked the same types of oddly shaped SAI clouds we see every day post-2015.

What was wierd is that having seen Problem Child 2 likely 70 times, my memory said, “Those are not the clouds that were there!”  When I rewound and slowed it down I could even see a jiggle where these new clouds were spliced over the old clouds.

You can see in the scenes leading up to the nose reveal scene how the clouds actually were in 1990 or whenever they filmed it: hazy white clouds.  These new ones were much more blue and of course jiggled away from the background as no video editor is perfect.

Then I started to notice SAI cloud additions to all sorts of old TV shows, most notably Unsolved Mysteries with Robert Stack, which contains many SAI trails now that were not there in the original versions.

So, if there’s a video expert out there that can verify what I’ve found, it is shocking.  Even the other day I went to see Star Wars Episode III, (the one where Anakin becomes Darth Vader) 20 year anniversary edition in my local theater.  And what do you know, at the end scene there were some SAI clouds spliced in!

They’re everywhere now, in old Breaking Bad shows, and in everything.  I know it has to be propaganda manipulation because the new SAI clouds are strategically placed in parts of the films and TV shows where there is some major scene, reveal or emotional content.

They do it this way because your conscious attention will likely be focused on the characters and the drama happening and less on the background, so they can just slip it on by your conscious attention.

I tried in vain with my limited funds to secure an old edition of Problem Child 2 to verify that the old version didn’t contain the same clouds.  The only candidates were old VHS copies I saw in some old store, but try finding a VHS player nowadays!

The DVDs are definitely all changed now as I checked some a couple years ago, but if someone can find one to verify, that would be a big help!

So, how does this relate to my career as an artist?  Well, some time in 2016 I was reading some spectroscopic analysis papers done of a painting by Caravaggio called Medusa.

They restored this painting and it was interesting that they went into the paints he used and did an analysis of the varnishes and oils he used in this painting.  I found it amazing that he even used a water soluble paint like verdigris so well and got it to work in oils.

There were several discoveries I made about varnish from this and several other scientific papers I was researching at the time.  I also checked in with all the most ancient manuscripts and writings I could find in colleges and in book stores.

I found many old manuscript methods for making varnish and oils and I decided to try all of them.  This came at a considerable expense, and I found that all of them failed no matter how great the manuscript or writer claimed that they worked.

So, I decided to experiment with some of the more promising ones.  I developed my own process for refining them and also came up with a cool method to make white lead paint, which is much different than anything I’ve read before.  After trying tons of methods, some borrowed but many my own now and testing them both in paintings and on test strips, I realized I had a very great varnish to add in with my paint.

Always being the type to put scientific knowledge into practice, likely from my years studying structural engineering, I decided to take on a painting of this same wisteria.  The year was 2016.

In that time I also had experimented with many other chemicals and processes and also discovered some great ways to make linseed oil as well as walnut oil and poppyseed oils non-yellowing .

It all came back to some little accidents I made that actually worked on the Moroni painting from 2014, now destroyed.  I realized at the time that when I had it sitting in the studio in the dark for a year, it still hadn’t yellowed in the blue like the other paintings I did with art store oils had.

So, in 2016, I set out on the Wisteria painting with my new mediums.  I admit, if I had painted it directly on the panel using my present method (of which I have no example), it would have taken me less than a year to complete.

Being a tireless experimenter, I developed at the time what I thought was a good method of mixing epoxy and linseed oil to paint on.  It seemed to work for the first year as I did the main parts of the painting.  Then disaster struck.

I had been filming every second of this painting, and it was going to be a big thing for me, as it really was working with my new mediums.  The subtle purples, blues and blue sky all never yellowed over 4 years.  The one problem was that I placed this epoxy-linseed oil ground on plaster of paris and glue like Caravaggio had done.

I had it setting in the sun outside of my storage shed in 2018 when problems started to happen.  A large bubble appeared in the sky where the epoxy-linseed mix de-laminated from the plaster-glue mixture.  I then spent a year figuring out how to fix this problem.

I ultimately decided on a method to remove the epoxy-linseed oil painting from the plaster-glue.  It actually remained quite flexible and intact.
The problem was that now I had this floppy painting.  Later in that year I did more study and actually was successful in reattaching the painting to the wood that the plaster originally stood above.

I used a process that involved vaccuum bags, weights and a special epoxy and it actually stuck on the wood underneath and it never de-laminated again.  Unfortunately, my epoxy-linseed oil mixture had now yellowed significantly and was turning an orange color that could be seen through the thin paint layers and had darkened the paint and changed its color slightly.

The paint itself looked great though in the portions where the yellow orange ground couldn’t be seen in the dark colors.

I decided to paint another layer over this with my new varnish and oil mixture and it worked.  I finished this painting in late 2020 at the height of the ‘pandemic’.

It was well known that I despised what was going on then.  A man tried to steal my dog in 2020 where I had to wrestle Huey away from him as he yelled to me, “My dog!”.

Then, I decided to do a stupid thing.  I decided to carry a firearm to act as a deterrent to someone trying to do this again.  The mistake I also made was that when I was carrying the firearm, which was my dad’s, I dropped a bullet by accident under one of the new microwaves treated as light waves dragon spy light poles that are in everyplace now.

My dog and I saw no one on the walk and when I almost reached my house, all kinds of cop cars surrounded us.  When I got to jail, they tried to say I had pointed a gun at some made up person, which was totally false.  I assure you, we saw no one on the whole walk, save a kid that was riding his bike and had driven it a football field’s length away into a nearby apartment complex in complete darkness.

I now believe at some point someone (maybe this kid?) saw me checking this guns sights out in the field in complete darkness or maybe the light pole spied on me???  I don’t do stuff like they said, I’ve never been in a real fight or hit anyone since 1996 in high school.

I only wanted to be able to protect myself and my dog in the event that an attempted theft happened again as French Bulldogs go for about $500 on the black market as a someone told me once.  That attempted theft traumatized my dog and me as I think it hurt him a little pulling him away from that guy.

I luckily hoisted him over the wall of my house which was on the other side of where the attempted theft occured.  I was lucky because the guy circled back to take another try at stealing him and looked at me with the most puzzled look that my dog was no longer with me.

It was horrible in that jail for the 35 days in 2020 and when I was there they locked me in a room in isolation for 15 days under ‘covid protocol’ despite me not being or feeling sick at all.  For the last 20 days I had to be next to this guy that said the exact same thing all day and night.  I won’t repeat what he said, because its vile.

When I got out and checked my almost completed wisteria painting and I realized someone had painted a dark brown layer over top of it.  Luckily I had varnished it earlier and this brown layer was easy to sand away.  Also several files on my hard drive were missing of some old manuscripts I had copied.

The other strange thing was that I noticed one of my pictures I remembered from my teenage years of me standing in a field in a purple shirt looking at a cow had been changed!

That old photo was about 30 years old and I had always kept it.  It was old, semi-matte and worn and had a very smooth finish, but over the years I had bent it slightly on the edges.

The new planted photo had a glossy bumpy finish and the corners and edges were crisp and clean with no bends or matte finish.  This was definitely not the same photograph I remembered having all that time.  Someone had gone into my room, corrupted my computer files, deleted some of them and also changed several of my photographs.

You know the interesting thing about the new photo of me looking at a cow?  It now had a bunch of SAI trails in the sky!  I still remember when SAI sprayed plane clouds came on the scene, 2015.  I’m an artist, I’m always watching the skies… thats my job!

The problem with John Brennan and the CIA’s revision of history program is that they can’t change a person’s memory.  That move to change the photo definitely gave me pause, but I still have the fake version they planted at my house.  Its obviously quite new and I want to get the paper tested: I bet its new paper, probably way younger than 30 years old…

So, that wisteria painting included a menacing artistic license of new SAI clouds and I’m sure it got everyone into a panic at the propaganda wing of D.C. enough to come to my house and change a photo for me.  Again, memory overcomes propaganda every time.  I know what I’ve seen in the past.

I was under such extreme stress from my sister attempting to develop new police cases against me from 3000 miles away, that all my 4 years of discovery came crashing down.  My sister even managed to influence my dad and mom to call cops on me in order to see the grandchildren again.  This was all done to me despite my parents hiring me to help them sell their house in 2021.

The fear of going to jail even though I was actively working for them every day was so great at that time that I even forgot how old I was.  My birthday was approaching and I said I to my mom that was thankful to reach my 44th birthday.  She then informed me I was only going to be 43.  I checked with a calculator and she was right.

Maybe it was also all the times she called me condescending names on a daily basis or all the mockery both her and dad made of my artwork then.  We have since gotten this right, and now our relationship is much better.

Back to 2021 when they were moving, I helped them eventually sell their home for almost $500,000 by fixing their pool, watering their lawn and moving and sorting their stuff all single-handedly.  Without my assistance, I believe their home would have only been worth around $350,000.

I was under such stress being arrested again during helping them fix their pool pump and having a new case over my head that I started trying weird techniques to change the sky in ‘Wisteria’ as it was too dark for my liking.  I actually cut the sky out with a razor blade from around the tendrils in a storage shed after they left as I only could do scant work on it.

I later tried to face this painting through another technique using fish glue, but it was too strong and de-laminated the top surface of the paint and the whole thing was ruined.  My sister won that round and four years of work everyday was ruined.

 

The saddest part about being convicted of these two graffiti incidents and now other new cases which I’ve never been able to afford an attorney to exonerate myself from, is that it has turned my family against me.

My sister, since she’s been part of a sinless perfection antichrist Hebrew Roots cult for the last 16 years won’t even pick up the phone when I call.  She’s called police several times on me falsely, but because she’s financially successful, she’s believed every time.

The charges always fall on me, yet she has never been even investigated for making false and misleading statements to the police.  Its what I learned about the new America, if you have enough money, you’re basically untouchable.

Honestly, I’m scared of telling her or any of my family where I live now, as even my good intentions get exaggerated into new charges.  Its like a soap opera only way more drama.  It sucks to have charges hanging over your head where your only hope is to defend yourself.

If this site is successful, maybe I can hire an attorney and get some sort of thing filed so she will leave me alone.  I would love it if my sister and I could get along, but she will not have it.  This has gotten so old, that it may be the only way to have peace as I’m willing to cut off our relationship forever to have peace.

So, in 2021 when I made the mistake of helping my parents fix their pool in California, on the last day when I was checking the pressure on the pump and taking it apart to find out what was wrong with it, my sister influenced my mom to call cops and say I was destroying the pool.

I went to jail again until 1 am that night despite me putting the pump back together as the officer told me to do (which was my goal anyway.)  That day my mom saw me running around like crazy pulling hoses apart was due to me trying to make it to a local pool store to ask my friend Maria what was wrong as there was almost no pressure when I turned the switch valve one way.  I had to discover what was wrong with the pressure before my friend had to leave for the day.

Luckily, Maria helped me and I got it fixed only to receive a call from a police officer later on.  I put the pump system back together with the aid I got from Maria and this officer still took me to jail until 1 am the next day anyway.  I’m a felonious ‘illegal’ graffiti destroyer after all, so obviously I’ve got to be guilty every time.

While I was waiting for that case to resolve and gathering witnesses to prove my innocence, I overheard my sister talking to my dad on the telephone.  She said, “Forget about the pool case.  We got this case, this other case and this other thing.”  Since everyone knew I was only painting and working constantly at this time to help my family move, I knew this was another of her witch hunts as I knew I wasn’t doing anything illegal.

So, I stepped into that conversation and asked her what the other bogus cases were.  She gave no reply, so who knows what I could have been charged with falsely by her had I not stood up for myself!

The officer that originally arrested me, despite me doing what he told me to do, was nice enough to inform me what she was attempting via a phone call the next day.  He said something like, “Are you all having a family feud?”  I said, “No sir.”  He told me that my sister was calling his office incessantly with new made up cases for him to track down concerning me.

I told him to come by anytime if he liked and check if what she said was true, and told him the truth that I had only seen her once in the 16 years since she had joined the sinless perfection cult.

She knows little about me or my art, but she insisted just the other day on her podcast that I am a criminal.  Going to jail once for a publicity stunt gone wrong, carrying a firearm to protect my dog and several false police reports made by her hardly qualifies someone as a criminal.

My sister hadn’t visited my parents for the last three years when I was sick and unable to work here in Georgia, but now when I was in jail for 21 days after March 20, 2025, she showed up and visited them again.

If I’m a criminal, why do I do art all day when I’m not at my other job working?  I don’t have time to do crime, I’m too busy.  I don’t drink or do drugs.  I don’t even carry guns, knives or any weapons.  I don’t even get around weapons at all after that stupid decision to protect my dog in 2020 so where’s the crimes I’m doing?

I never have been able to understand why my sister demands my parents destroy me, arrest me or have me committed so she can hang out with them.  In her model of the world, my parents cannot love her and me both and spend time with us both: its choose one or the other with her and I know they don’t want to do that because they still love us both.

My sister and I used to be very close, I protected her as a big brother should at times and we would have fun times together before she got married and joined the sinless perfection cult with her husband in 2009.

I even influenced her in 1999 to break up with her girlfriend as it wasn’t in line with christianity to be doing such things.

I remember one of the last times I saw her 16 years ago before she got married and she told me about some guy that was trying to court her for marriage, but she wasn’t that into him.

Before all this happened, my mom even used to tell me about the time she visited her cult and it grieved her spiritually.  My sister’s husband demanded my mom not drink coffee while in the cult compound.  This was probably more than 10 years ago.

My brother in law vehemently tried to push my mom into doing coffee enemas while there (as he does daily for several hours), to which she smartly declined.  She always said to me about this incident something like: “I only like drinking coffee with my mouth as its much easier to taste that way.”

When I was allowed around mom, she often told me how great Starbucks coffee was at the airport after being under caffeine lock down for two weeks in the cult.  Its very exclusive as I guess if some poor soul likes being called names and yelled at on the street corner while observing all their judgmental ‘turn or burn’ signs, then it takes a full 6 months probation to even go to their church.

My mom said that my brother in law would condemn me to hell during his dinner table prayers and that he used to torment my niece about going to hell because at the time she didn’t buy into the crazy cult beliefs.

One time while mom was there, my brother in law bullied my niece so much about being close to me that she actually went into the bathroom and cried for an hour.  My niece and I used to have a good relationship and we used to color together and also sculpt stuff in clay until 2009 when she was ushered off to Kentucky into the cult.

I guess my brother in law must have broke her resistances down and she’s a full initiate now.  I saw a baptism he did of her in the bathtub (fully clothed of course) on YouTube, which he deleted now, where he asked her, “Have you repented of all known sin?”  My niece replied, “Yes”.  He then said, “On your confession of faith, I now baptize you in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.”  Repenting of all known sin is not faith, its hardcore unbiblical works salvation.

I also know they and their cult advocate a book called ‘To Train Up a Child’ by Michael and Debi Pearl (of which they gave my mom a copy and I’ve seen it at her house).  This book has been rebuked by several christian organizations that I have seen.

This book contains horrible methods of punishment where they pull their children’s hair, slap them in the face, pinch them, etc.  I can understand discipline as children somehow get unruly, but this book steps way over the line, in my opinion.

I even read in the book that it advocates beating your babies with switches, and your children with PVC pipes or belts if they disobey.  This is straight out torture, but its done by the strict home school communities so authorities and teachers cannot intervene when these abuses occur.

It seems strange to me that with such support for an open child abuse book that they are so trusted by so many christians and police officers.

On their podcast they sound so sweet, spiritual and kind to the public.  I have witnesses both from their old church in Kentucky, my brother in law’s children with his first wife who are all excommunicated, his ex-wife, my sister’s ex-boyfriend who was disallowed from ever seeing his daughter, a pastor in their old Kentucky church and my parents that their online personas are not how they actually are, at least toward them.

My sister uses what I term ‘the voice’ on the podcast.  She sounds super sweet and sickeningly over-nice.  From knowing her for over 40 years, she doesn’t talk like that in real life.

My sister by herself destroyed that entire Kentucky church as she demanded all the women to wear a covering in order to pray in church.  The women refused and she left Kentucky for Georgia as she’s always been the main financial backer of the cult.  One of the pastors in that church is still heartbroken over what happened and has several videos and several web pages published online about what they did to him.

My sister gets to wear designer clothes and a stylish looking head covering.  All the other ladies have to wear frumpy clothing and tattered coverings to show their humilty to her.

I researched much of what they teach then and now.  They believe stuff that no christian I’ve ever met believes.

They used to teach that they aren’t sinners, which I’ve never heard any christian say.  If you’re not a sinner, then why do you need Jesus to die for your sins?  Why not just storm into heaven and brag up yourself before God?

We hear little of what happens in the cult, but apparently I found out that she recently moved down to Florida and is continuing the cult there without their main pastor they had all 16 years.  Maybe they had a falling out again, but who knows.

 

 

Here it is, ‘Wisteria’ finished in 2020 and destroyed due to stress in 2021.  If you look at my signature in the center I included the L’s of my last name pointing straight at the cross and the verse Romans 4:5 featured.  I included this verse because it was the exact verse I learned that led me away from my sister’s belief system.

The first photo is of ‘Wisteria’ before it bubbled in the sky from the underlying plaster-glue mixture that I learned from that Caravaggio scientific paper.  Some of the middle portions are still showing the underlying grey underpainting.  Its very greyish because of the constantly changing epoxy-linseed oil disaster ground I made.

The second photo is of the painting finished in 2020 before my life went into a tailspin in 2021 and the whole 4 year project was ruined.

I learned that people are saved because they believe Jesus Christ died for their sins, being God manifested in the flesh, was buried and rose again.  This is the gospel as defined by the Apostle Paul in 1 Corinthians 15:3-4.  Jesus went around and told people in John 3:16 and John 6 that ‘whosoever’ could believe on him and get everlasting life.  Since I was whosoever, I realized I had already believed enough to go to heaven years before.

My sister and her previously divorced pastor husband, who openly violates the command by Paul in 1 Timothy that a pastor should be the ‘husband of one wife’ believe they are perfect.

The violations of the command to ‘honor your mother and father’ as said by Moses and affirmed by Jesus prove they’re not as perfect as they say because they dishonor my parents regularly, as they can testify.  On their podcast they honor them.  In person the reality is far different.  Jesus never said repent of your sins to be saved even once.

The book of John doesn’t even contain the word ‘repent’ even once.  If you have a King James Bible, the original not the ‘new’ one, you can look at Jonah 3:10.  God does the repenting there.  God also does all the repenting in the Old Testament, now wiped clean from all the new ‘bibles’.  Since God is incapable of sinning, they must have the wrong meaning of the word.

It gets much deeper though, as the cult teaches that repenting of your ‘known’ sins is the only way to be saved.  They’re trusting in their works to go to heaven and that is not how a person is saved.  There’s no other way to be saved but to put all your faith in the Lord Jesus Christ to get everlasting life as Jesus, John, Paul, Peter and James all affirm in their writings.

I classify their group as a cult for some reasons I read in some anti-cult books.  One, they must disown their family.  In the Bible we are taught to love and pray for our family members even if they don’t believe like we do.

Two, they have unaccountable leadership.  In the Bible, the pastors are subject to the Word of God and mandated to follow it faithfully and preach its doctrines correctly.  If some pastor gets weird in a christian church, the elders and deacons are to question them and take appropriate action, up to and including termination.

A christian pastor is most of all accountable to God, but also is accountable to the congregation.  In this cult, the leaders can teach whatever they want and even have unscriptural rules, such as letting divorced men preach, demanding sinless perfection from the congregation and wearing coverings not advocated anywhere in the Bible.

Third, they have strange extra-biblical doctrines not accepted by the christian church for more than 2000 years.  In a real christian church, this group would be rebuked and told to stop teaching these heresies such as sinless perfectionism and coverings for women who pray.

One heresy that I am very aware of is that they believe people are born neutral and not sinners.  This is not taught in the Bible.  Check Romans 5 if you think I’m kidding.  It says when Adam sinned, God considered all his offspring sinners too.  This was so he could later impute his righteousness as it says in Romans 4 to them when they believed on his son that he died and resurrected for them.

So, this is why I classify what they are in as a cult, because they are isolationists and fit all three definitions of a cult.

The worst part about my sister is that I feel like she uses her children as pawns to manipulate my parents.  She got them both to retire in Georgia near where she lived, promising that they’d finally get to see the grandkids again.  My mom, a strong christian and very devout believer that plays piano at her church, was banned for many years from seeing her grandchildren.

This was because they called her ‘idolatrous’ for displaying pictures of my niece as a baby to her family and friends in her house many years ago.  She didn’t bow and worship these photographs, she just displayed them because she was so proud to be a grandmother.

My sister then shut them out again about six months after they moved to Georgia.  This was after my dad told a cult member that he agreed with some things John Calvin wrote.  Dad and mom were then left all alone in a secluded small town even though their daughter and grandchildren lived only a few miles away.

Later my sister and brother in law left the area leaving my parents totally alone which I warned them before moving would likely occur.  Its hard for them to make friends when my dad is so sickly now, and the ‘friends’ at my mom’s church don’t even hang out with her anymore.

The other thing that happened to me was in 2022.  Early in that year I started fainting in various places and once even woke up in the hospital toward the end of my stay in California not knowing how I had gotten there.

My car was dying and I was in danger of losing all my artwork and computers doing my still unfinished rat painting in Monterey, CA as my ‘Wisteria’ painting was now gone.  My mom and dad decided to help me once again and I thank God for having such great parents as I’d likely have died out there without their help.

My sister must have found out I was coming to Georgia, and she’s such a perfect compassionate christian, much like the good Samaritan for her flesh and blood brother that she cursed both my parents for helping me and told them she never wanted to see them again.

From my past conversations with my parents, I guess she told them that they should have given me ‘tough love’ and left me to faint and likely die on the streets of California because I deserved it.

My parents are so awesome that to help me with my tooth, they even gave up on the grandchildren to save my life, knowing beforehand that my sister would write them off forever.

If Renaissance 2.0 ever happens, my folks deserve some of the credit for saving my life.  But I give all the credit to God as he answers all our prayers.

Come to find out what was causing my fainting was a wisdom tooth that was impacted under the bone.  My mom paid for the surgery with some of the extra money she had left over from the sale of her house and then a week later I broke my jaw in half chewing a soft pretzel.

I didn’t know my jaw was broken until almost 4 months later when I went to another surgeon.  Weird thing was, after the initial surgery that surgeon and hospital never let me have a follow up visit.  I think it was because I expressed frustration at how all kinds of people were dying suddenly after taking the covid-19 vaccines to another patient in the waiting room when one of the staff was listening.

Even though peer pressure was coming at me from everywhere to get vaccinated, even from the presidents of the USA, I never bowed the knee to the pressure.  I could sense something was not right.

Once at a night spot in California before I left, someone suggested that I get vaccinated to protect myself and others.  I then told him that I was going to wait 5 years as I had looked up the numbers for someone of my age group surviving the ‘deadly’ covid-19 virus.  I had a 99.46% chance of survival in my age group.

Now, I guess it is 5 years later and I still won’t be getting the jab.  Turns out the numbers are much worse than .54% chance of dying from the vaccine.  The last time I looked them up from Ed Dowd’s research, it was around 5% chance of lifelong side effects or death in liberal states and around 10% chance of lifelong side effects or death in conservative states from being vaccinated.

Those numbers he used are the official numbers from the government VAERS database, the reality may be far worse as nothing they say out of their isolated echo chamber can ever be trusted again.  Once they raised the vaccine sword to kill innocent people, the sky is the limit as to what they may do to protect themselves from ever being brought to account for what they and all the other countries of the world did to us all.

From Andrew Cuomo’s press conference I remember when he admitted that there was an 80% chance of one dying after being placed on a ventilator for more than 2 weeks and these new numbers, I’m glad I didn’t bow to the pressure.

I now want to use my artwork to educate the public on the dangers of the pharmaceutical industry and especially vaccines of any kind.  Vaccines, (even the ‘good’ ones promoted by HHS Secretary Robert Sellout Kennedy, Jr.), all contain mercury and aluminum adjuvants.

What are adjuvants?  The World Health Organization has admitted that these toxins are in every vaccine.  They have to toxify you to weaken your immune system so their version of designer flu can infect you, just at a weaker dose as they say is their plan in public.

That’s the official crafted for the public WHO story, but I believe they’re actually trying to destroy our health.  Why?  Because there’s big money in pharmaceuticals and vaccines.  If you’re not sick then there goes their profit stream!

Its hard work to hire all those people to dance around in commercials and make you overlook the horrible side effects and secondary complications these poisons may do to you.  If you look away from all the happy people, listen to what the announcer has to say about the potential side effects or read the fine print, you’ll get what I’m talking about.

I keep reading all this media about how RFK Jr. is trying to find the causes of the skyrocketing autism and developmental disorders in children in the United States.  It surely couldn’t be due to them injecting some children 50 times or more with aluminum, which from my research has direct links to Alzheimer’s and autism???

So, aluminum essentially dumbs you down or gives you some brain disorder.

The other World Health Organization admitted adjuvant in ALL vaccines is mercury.  Mercury is a very dangerous toxin.  I believe many of the old masters from the Renaissance died young from using mercury sulphide to produce vermillion.

Lead paint is harder to ingest and get airborne as it is very heavy.  As long as you don’t put your brushes in your mouth, grind some of it in an enclosed space dry or eat some lead paint, you’ll be safe.  I’ve used it for 30 years with no complications, but I’m very cautious with it and don’t eat or touch the surface I drink coffee out of while painting.

If you have a vial of pure mercury, it is a liquid at room temperature.  So, when you turn the heat on, it will evaporate.  Then you are breathing mercury gas.  This is why it is normally sold in closed glass ampules to prevent its accidental inhalation.

It has been proven that mercury when it enters the human body passes right through the dura, or the blood brain barrier surrounding the fluids in your brain.  Why would this ‘health’ organization and all governments of the world want to put stuff in you or your children that attacks their brains?

Its because mercury makes you crazy.  Back in my grandfather’s day, he knew of a hat factory where people got very ill and they had to close it down.  They used mercury sulphide to make red felt hats and they heat pressed them.  This must have released a mercury containing gas into the factory and caused many people to die and get severely ill.

The disease they got is called mad hatter’s disease.  Many people were committed to mental institutions because of mercury poisoning and died until it was discovered that gaseous mercury vapor was what was making everyone ill.  It was shut down at the factory yet allowed to continue in vaccines.

So, mercury essentially makes you crazy.  Just wait; it gets much worse.

With the sodium fluoride in the United States water supply, I’m sure Joseph Stalin would be proud that his agents have finally infiltrated us.  When old Papa Joe was imprisoning 90 million of his own people, he found them hard to manage because they kept fighting the guards trying to break out as most of them hadn’t done anything wrong.

Sodium fluoride was put in the gulag prisoner’s water supply.  Soon Old Joe Stalin found the prisoners as docile and manageable as a lump of playdough.

So, again, why would the governments of the world want to get into your brain and do all kinds of damage in there?  Its simple.  If you’re dumb or crazy you’ll be easier to control.  Its all about control now, the Bill of Rights is not something the powers that be like you having.

The theory of vaccination that you have to be made sick to be healthier I’ve always questioned.  Its just like a few years ago under Trump’s first term, when he suggested using nuclear weapons to stop hurricanes his government makes with the SAI program.  Yes, he did say that, but he and his other rich Jesuit friends are strangely silent about the stratospheric aerosol injection program…

If you use a nuke, it may destroy the hurricane, but everything, every person, every plant and every animal is now radiated for thousands of years and will all likely die of cancer or radiation poisoning.

Its a lot like if you found your shed was infested with termites and you burnt the whole thing down to kill those insidious little pests.  The termites would die, but so too would your shed and whatever money you invested in it.

From the recent tariff-gate and higher prices for most items everywhere, I wonder this: do our leaders know what they’re doing anymore? In the case of Trump and Biden I think they know and knew exactly what they they’re doing when they work together with totalitarian regimes: destroy the enemy, which is all free people of the world.

I mean, Trump is actually floating ending habeas corpus, one of the oldest US laws ever enacted because of the indefinite detentions done by British authorities against William Penn, the founder of Pennsylvania.  He faced these horrible conditions in the 1600’s due to his Quaker faith.

On the Statue of Liberty, it says ‘give me your tired, poor huddled masses yearning to be free…’  That doesn’t line up with the Trump agenda.  This country was founded by immigrants.  We shouldn’t get to choose which ones get in.  The people who came here early on in this country certainly didn’t have any paperwork, citizenship exams or English proficiency.

Immigration is what made states like New York great.  There were all kinds of immigrant areas, the Italian area is where you went to get some good food.  The Jewish area was where you went to escape persecution and be free.  Also great places to get unique food and see amazing cultural phenomena.

I’ve noticed his massive tariffs only affect small and medium size businesses.  What globalists like Bill Clinton did in the 1990’s was to bring China into the World Trade Organization.  China still has a blank check to burn coal, natural gas, gasoline, diesel, burn mercury, lead, whatever.

If you look up pollution maps for China and India, most of the world’s pollution centers in those two places (as well as most of its population, 2 billion or more people).  Since they were designated by Clinton and the WTO as ‘developing countries’ even until this very day, they can pollute at will.

But you in the USA need to buy up your overpriced short range electric car to save the environment, recycle, pay inflated prices to get gas for your car, etc.  Its almost as if we’re in the European Union that the UK worked so hard to leave under Nigel Farage years ago.

I always thought if you want to bring manufacturing back to America, at least have the people making stuff here before you do tariffs?  The X.com presidents don’t think before they act, they just react now.  Twitter will never be a quitter, it keeps on giving!

Why not incentivize companies to manufacture here first, then come out with a tariff as needed?  Thomas Jefferson boasted at the end of his tenure that he funded the entire government on import tariffs.  His plan worked because there were no income taxes or other taxes on us then.

If you want manufacturing back in America, why not cut us a break?  Nope.  They keep all the heavy income taxes, property taxes, sales taxes, vehicle taxes going.  Why?  Karl Marx hadn’t written the book on how to takeover free countries at the time of Jefferson.

I believe Marx’s plank he called ‘heavy progressive income tax’.  He wanted to break the working man so then all the money and power would be in one person’s hands: his.  The plan failed in Romania, but was a smashing ‘success’ until Russia fell in the late 1980’s.

Through gun control and registration, Joseph Stalin, just like his friend Adolph Hitler (who later betrayed him), disarmed the population.  Then when only the military and police had firearms he could herd his people wherever he wanted them: into jails, into forced labor, into the grave and there was nothing they could do about it.

So, when anyone wants to disarm you for any reason, they’re essentially saying they want the government to kill you someday.  The 20th century had multiple examples too numerous to mention of this very thing happening.

The United Kingdom banned all firearms a few years back.  Then knife crimes and stabbings went up 1500%.  Its not the weapon that’s the problem.  If you ban knives, how will you cut your vegetables?  The goal of disarmament is always to give the power of the sword to the state.

Disarmament doesn’t work unless your goal is to takeover your people.  ‘The Communist Manifesto’ is an interesting read as I realized after I finished it that 8 or 9 out of the 10 planks of communism are already in place in the USA.

This is why all my artwork has all kinds of nazi symbols and communist flags.  I’m trying to wake you up that if we let the government experiment on us with medicine as little calm guinea pigs, then how are we different from the nazis and Josef Mengele, correctly titled ‘The Angel of Death’?

The nazi party was able to take over because the regular people stayed silent as they realized he was persecuting the Jews, after all it wasn’t them, they were Germans.  This led to the total destruction of Germany that has taken many decades to rebuild to its current status.

Mengele was never captured interestingly enough.  In case you never heard of him, he was the person at the concentration camp that would choose what line Jews would go into when they got off the trains.  If you were disabled, under 13 years old, or a host of other things, he sent you to the gas chamber line and you were murdered immediately.

Mengele was famous for doing human experimentation on the prisoners at the concentration camps.  He was trained by a doctor that wanted to be able to produce twins when babies were born.

Why would Adolph Hitler employ such a madman?  Well, if you’re having twins, that’s more of the ‘master’ race.  This wasn’t science the nazis were practicing and it surely wasn’t experimentation for the betterment of society.  It was just wholesale murder and forced slave labor for their own amusement.

Germany wasn’t broke because of the Jews, it was the US stock market crash of the late 1920’s that broke Germany.  But I guess in his methamphetamine, cocaine and morphine filled delusions of grandeur the Jewish people became a convenient scapegoat.

Josef Mengele, and the nazi crimes against humanity were that they experimented on unsuspecting victims to fulfill their own morbid curiosity.

I’ve seen several notebooks online that Mengele kept and he did horrible things to people.  He was so calloused, cold and lacking in human empathy for human suffering that he just considered the prisoners he killed as data points on a graph.

Like, what would happen if we killed one twin and then later killed the other one?  Madness, and it really happened.

One Jewish survivor described Mengele injecting some strange chemicals into her and then her twin sister that made them deathly ill.  Had either of them died, Mengele would have killed the other one for ‘science’ as new data points on a graph to show to the Fuhrer.

So, ask yourself this.  How are we different in the United States and the rest of the world than the nazis and communists of the 20th century?

We allow unchecked and unaccountable medical ‘scientists’ to produce drugs now at ‘warp speed’.  It used to take 15 years or more to make sure a drug was safe and you couldn’t experiment on people, hence animals such as rats and monkeys were used to test various drugs.  Then if the drug or vaccine didn’t kill any of the animals it was slowly introduced to the public with appropriate caution and multiple controlled studies.

So, why do I think ‘Operation Warp Speed’ took place with the covid vaccines and the excuses Trump used to get it done by the time the 2020 election rolled around?  Its because the government already knew what the result would be if experiments were done on animals for what they put in the vaccines.

This was not just some scientist in an isolated European country experimenting on dissidents, it was the largest medical guinea pig experiment done on all people in the entire human race in history.

Just look up Del Bigtree.  He used to be on the show ‘The Doctors’.  He was fired because he didn’t want to vaccinate people anymore because he learned of the dangers that were being kept from the public.

During Del’s time in the loop he was part of the lab study for the covid vaccines eventually warp speeded out on us.  When they tested them on rats, all the rats died.

Its a depopulation agenda and both Republicans and Democrats are in on it.  Thats why we need to have real judges, representatives, governors, officials and everyone else come together to make up some new parties.  I used to not support the death penalty, but for this case it needs to be considered because if these people are given jail time, what if a president comes along later and pardons them all?  Then we’re right back in 2020-23 and no one wants to go back there.

Trump highjacked the Republicans as a great NY liberal ‘Judas’ so that whole party is over.  He used to be pro-life in his first term.  Then he sold the babies out in 2024 because being pro-death brought in more votes!

What christian, conservative or even Catholic person could ever support the pro-death position for babies?  I certainly won’t.  I’ve always been pro-life for the past 30 years and used to hand out little rubber babies to people from the pregnancy center that showed them the baby has developed arms, legs and brains already after a few weeks.

I met a woman once that survived an abortion.  She was a christian and sang beautiful songs.  She had all kinds of long term complications from the attempt on her life.  God made her into a beautiful person.  How do we know who we’re killing with abortions?

And in case you didn’t know, I’ve seen some articles recently where it is believed babies can feel pain as they are being vaccuumed out of the uterus.  They certainly can feel pain during a partial birth abortion when their legs are pulled out of the womb and the ‘doctor’ stabs the baby in the brain to kill it.

Its inside the womb, so killing is fine in there.  Of course the Supreme Court dropped the ball once again and many states still continue the infanticide even to this very day.

How is the USA different from the 20th century nazi and communist countries again?

If you as a citizen kill someone, its first degree murder and you’ll likely get the death penalty in some states and for sure a life sentence everywhere else.

But if you’re a medical ‘professional’ you can kill anyone you want and have legal immunity.  Even a little baby if you like, its depopulating for the planet as Bill Gates Jr. goes around the world preaching.

Its the same two tiered justice system for the leadership we have now; they can steal, kill and destroy and we just get another clown next time that cleans up all the blood stains for them.

I’ve always said if you want to be a criminal and get away with it every time, the mafia isn’t a good idea.  Those mobsters and gangsters get caught all the time and their organizations get raided and shut down to where you don’t even see mafia don’s anymore like Al Capone or others that used to exist.

But if you want to really get away with anything you want, just get elected into office in the US government.  None of them ever go down for whatever they do!  Blank check.

The US government 21st century edition is a lot like a drug dealer.  This dealer got tired of being pulled over and going to jail when the police kept finding his stash.  So, he and his dealer friends decided to infiltrate the police and get hired on to ‘protect’ the public.  Now you’re free to go if you know the secret handshake.

So, since the police and authorities have been inside my computers and changed things and no one is that interested anymore at getting to the bottom of the covid scam, I had to take incredible actions.  I do know how to make picture varnish, oils and final varnish to paint even better than the Renaissance today in the 21st century.  But if I wrote it down or saved it somewhere they could just whack me and take all my work just like they did to other whistleblowers like Virginia Guiffre.

So, I believe we’ll have another Renaissance one day, christian without all the Catholic idolatry of the goddess Semiramis masquerading around as Mary.  Hey, if I’m wrong and Trump was just deceived, I’ll accept that.  But heads have to roll legally before there will be a Renaissance led by me in any country.  I owe it to the victims and poor children who were executed by these dangerous vaccines and pills.

So, the varnishes I use now are purposely not as good as the ones I plan to make.  And the only place the theory and correct method of doing it all exists is within my brain.

If my brain dies before I am successful, then everyone loses the Renaissance.  You have some subpar stuff I use now, but what could you have had?

If I die all is lost, so until real justice comes for the people who devised these obvious scams and depopulation agendas and they are appropriately punished legally, Davidnoll.earth is the only Renaissance anyone will be getting into the distant future if need be.

At least I’ll still know how to do it all.  Tough break.  I could have ‘Made America Great Again’, but I figured out in 2020 those were just empty words to suck you all in so you could be pricked and prodded as your lives are snuffed out by this criminal government that used to be a free country called the USA.  How do you all like the ruined economy Trump is railroading you all into right now?

You’d think a judge or two would start enforcing some of the laws already on the books against such heinous crimes to save themselves and the country?  I pray there’s still some good souls both in Congress, the judiciary and other places that don’t want us to become nazi Germany or communist Russia.  I’m thinking the separation of powers written into our foundational documents could be their guide.

Unaccountable leadership is the most direct path to repeat the damnable doctrines of the 20th century here in our day.

What I don’t want is violence or political uprisings in the wake of the revelation of this information.  I think laws should be enforced carefully, cautiously, rationally and non-violently by the proper authorities.

If violent uprisings occur in America, I fear we could get something a whole lot worse.  Someone looking through the sights on a gun or designing bombs may not share my non-violent and peaceful hopes for themselves or their other citizens.

We need the guilty people to go down, and my hope is for the death penalty to be legally delivered into those who are guilty’s bosoms as it sends a clear message to anyone in the future who may think about doing these scams again.  Cross these lines and pay with your life.

Its really the only way to get out of this mess peacefully and orderly.  Just think, what if we could give ourselves and any future children we may have a chance at true bodily autonomy and real choice as to what they do with their own health?  Lets use any lawful means necessary to get back to the 4th Amendment right to privacy and the pursuit of life, liberty and happiness the founders so beautifully wrote into our foundational laws and treasured documents like the Constitution and Bill of Rights.