bRiAN mOsS

Abstract artist

My name is Brian Moss and I am a starving independent artist. I am currently based near the Chesapeake Bay, Virginia, with my Jack Russell terrorist, however Oregon is calling my name.

View my full art gallery at bRiANmoSsARt .com and checkout my amateur photos. View all artwork, prints & stationary for sale in my Etsy store

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    http://brianmossart.tumblr.com/post/82734564917/getting-wet-down-at-thecamelrva-music-starts-at

    Getting wet down at @thecamelrva, music starts at 8 #RVA

    Posted on Monday, April 14th 2014

    I’m giving this painting away on my Facebook page ( no “like” necessary).

    Head on over to https://Facebook.com/brianmossart & comment with a number between 1 - 1000. Winner announced tomorrow 4/3 @ 4:20pm EDT.

    Posted on Wednesday, April 2nd 2014

    Posted on Monday, March 31st 2014

    Posted on Tuesday, March 25th 2014

    Posted on Friday, March 21st 2014

    Posted on Thursday, March 20th 2014

    http://brianmossart.tumblr.com/post/79492403687/the-disintegration-of-a-highly-colored-fish-eye

    "The disintegration of a highly colored fish eye" - #bRiANmoSsART, 2011 #throwbackthursday

    Posted on Thursday, March 13th 2014

    http://brianmossart.tumblr.com/post/78801941491/all-along-the-watchtower

    "All Along The Watchtower", bRiAN moSs ARt, 2013. Lyrics © Bob Dylan

    "There must be some way out of here" 
    said the joker to the thief,
    "There’s too much confusion,
    I can’t get no relief.
    Businessmen, they drink my wine, 
    Plowmen dig my earth.
    None of them along the line,
    Know what any of it is worth”.

    "No reason to get excited", 
    The thief he kindly spoke,
    "There are many here among us,
    Who feel that life is but a joke.
    But you and I, we’ve been through that, 
    And this is not our fate,
    So let us not talk falsely now, 
    The hour is getting late”.

    All along the watchtower, 
    Princes kept the view,
    While all the women came and went, 
    Barefoot servants, too.
    Outside in the distance,
    A wildcat did growl,
    Two riders were approaching,
    the wind began to howl.

     

    Posted on Thursday, March 6th 2014

    Reblogged from bRiANmoSsARt .Tumblr

    http://brianmossart.tumblr.com/post/78020086193/unfinished-brian-moss-art-mmxiv

    (Unfinished) bRiAN moSs ARt, MMXIV

    Posted on Thursday, February 27th 2014