Emil Melmoth

Today is the last day this exhibit is up for viewing! I had the wonderful opportunity to view this show on opening day. This is one not to miss. 

Time and time again. Last Rites Tattoo Gallery has the best curation of art from the real working artists of our time. Truly there is no other. If you are lucky enough to be in the neighborhood of the Garment District of NYC. STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING. 

And pay this gallery a visit today. 
They close at 9pm. 

325 W 38th st. , New York, NY 10018
Sept 9th – today . 
This show will come down. 
Of course another exhibit will go up.
Emil Melmoth, I am in awe of you. So humble and talented- truly a brilliant artist. Paul Booth and Casey, thank you for keeping New York worthwhile. 
I have so many things to say but I am of course with no time but my little moments in the day while eating a sandwich. I had to at least post the pictures I took from opening day. There is so much going on the world. I know.- and of course I am probably too depressed most of the time. .. but I want to keep what brings fire and life into my reality – art and art alike. Creation and creativity. This reminds me, why I want to live. To create and wake up for another day. And seeking and interacting with art like this reminds me of the reason why. Whats the point of it all. …… this thing called life.
 I hope you enjoy these and look up this artist and the gallery. Truly, worthy of notice and reverence. The textures and vibrant decay is beyond any ability to absorb its reality in this dimension.


Signing off, 
Embry Blue  


Blue Loves Grandma Petra



The Importance of Grandma Petra. (Petra translatation=Hard Rock)


Her love transcends. Caring for all that are near and dear is her number one duty. On call, on hand for all. How many cakes has she created? There is no joy in her life like making a cake for a celebration and creating a party. She has enormous love and graceful skills in large gatherings.


I can only speak of my own life experience with her. She has been the guiding light in my childhood. It is safe to say without her & my grandfather -my brother and I would have been lost in the system. I don’t know how many other children she has raised. But my brother and I are definatley on that list. With her care and life lessons I have learned to also be resilent, honest, and hardworking. In most of what I tread in life, I think of her. Am I doing all that I can? Am I being lazy? “In her words, there is no such thing as being bored! Let me show you, what you can do….”

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Maybe this is going too deep and too new agey. But this is my safe space for words. But in my intuition and meditation, I feel like she has been in my previous lives. Perhaps in the last one we worked in an Abbey together. She has serious inclinations towards Nun habits. Dedication to serving others, minimalism and hard work. Delicate embrace and understanding of others. And she is just so darn cute and caring.


My heart is healing since I was last able to see her. Finding out she was in the hospital, was shocking. But it shouldn’t be, right? For anyone who is 79 years old, you would expect as much. But for her it was. Well, because I have never seen her lying in bed. I do not recall her ever being in the hospital! And she is my mother in a way. I am so happy that I could spend her 80th birthday with her. She had just woken up 1 day before. Previous to that she was on life support. The physical therapist that was moving her body, asked her if she wanted one thing for her birthday what would it be. She replied, “To make sure everyone is happy.”

IMG_8660I had to jump on a plane and try to get by her side while this was happening. I would not be able to move on with my life, if I did not try and be there. Well, because I can’t really afford to make a trip I had to come up with a way to help fund my travel. And that is where the gofund me campaign came in.
















Grandma Petra has been a big supporter of my artwork. Since I was little drawing on everything, building things with her and learning to cook with her.

IMG_8584For her birthday in n 2013, I gifted her an American Indian Artpiece. There is nothing she loves more than spending time with family and sharing food.

Grandma Petra

Native Peace
Native Peace

This campaign is a way for people to commission me to make dolls. I have succeeded in traveling down there. With that money and my aunt giving the family a space to crash I was able to stay a few days. Everyday that I saw her she was getting better and better. The life support came off, she began recovering. In about a week she recovered as much to be moved to a rehabiliton recovery center. Which I think was really fast for what her body was going through. Now we take everyday into the next.

Thank you to everyone for all of your love and support. New Dollies coming up! If anyone would like me to make some for you, can can still select the options on the campaign.


(Artwork will be available by September)




In closing I will say that I am so happy that I could be there for her recovery. She is still in need of a long rehabilitation, but we are no longer in the grey area. What would you do for someone that made a significant difference in your life? What wouldn’t you do?

Just for the heck of it and the love of my Grandma, here is an embarrassing picture of me with my brother Mark.



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Now that summer is here. How about let’s not….CULTURAL APPROPRIATION…

Morgan Mae 90 yr old Navajo Weaver
Morgan Mae 90 yr old Navajo Weaver
Summer Vibe Tribe Collection
Summer Vibe Tribe Collection

Hello dearest ones. This evening, I would like to share my view on what is happening in my world at the moment. I am dealing with cultural appropriation, smack in the face! Some of you, may or may not know I have a day job- which is working at a very global and popular makeup brand. In which I believed in for it’s founding father’s ethics. Artistry for artists and sharing that with the public, and it’s many socially aware programs. But those days seem to be long and lost. For this year I could not believe what has happened!  At this time this makeup brand has launched a ridiculous collection called “Vibe Tribe.” Ahem, excuse me? They should stick to silly collections, like Haute Dog and Washing Machines… Hey!

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Photo: Thyme Tomas

Wait a second, you can not take a Navajo Pattern, put it on all of your packaging. Name the collection TRIBE! Name your products ….”Arrowhead?, Wild Horses?!, Adobe Brick?!.” and then go on to defend themselves by saying it’s inspired by colors of the fucking desert and music festivals! That this collection has NOTHNG to do with Native Americans! Please don’t insult our intelligence. Are you crazy!? I am literally going insane looking at this stupid collection everyday, without being able to talk about how wrong it is.


Except here,

Allura Beauty has hit the nail on the head about this collection in further detail…in this video below.

This topic opens up discussions we should be having with each other about taking from other cultures without knowing what any of it means or where it came from.  Shall we ask ourselves … is having a cultural identity important?

Do we link ourselves to our ancestors? Do we as Americans know how?

Our closest connections to our heritage are with the elders in our families. They are our teachers and lineage. Do we pay attention to them, can we?

Knowing your elders, enables oneself to connect, to be rooted, to be ‘of’ somewhere. What if, you had no roots? You had no knowledge of where you came from, there was no communication from your family what traditions were stolen, hidden, erased……. or gone? We all have stories of loss and being despondent with our families for many reasons. Can we be sensitive with each other and not be so mean and disrespectful?

How can we find our future selves without a connection? These are the questions, I ask myself.

I cannot speak for others, but only of my story. One of traveling this life alone, with no guidance, support or family to learn from or lean on. I do a million times over thank my elders for being there for me and siblings as we would not have had a stable ground to stand on. Now, that I am older I can reflect on this and I understand why it was that way and I have no anger or resentment towards my family. I can only sympathize and understand what happened and why it happened. I can now offer my support to them, and I do so with my loving partner who has given me more strength to be patient.

Loving and learning about my family has opened up doorways into my heart that were long lost and closed. Those connections have become important to me in identifying myself and moving forward. The heritage that my family had, was shut off and suppressed through the generations of christian schooling and re-programming.

Mission with padres spanish soldiers and Native Americans

These stories are buried with my Great Grandmother Josephine with her long flowy silver hair (Chumash), she spoke of that time in the Mission Orphanages in Los Angeles as strict and terrifying. My Grandmother Petra lived in the era of great racism and depression. She had learned to assimilate into the white society that Los Angeles had become.(Los Angeles used to be covered in Orange Orchards!) She raised her kids with in the new America. Then came my mother-  there is my lineage. In somewhat of a short and fast history that I don’t want to completely make public knowledge. I feel a responsibility to hold a torch and show support to the American Indian Community.

And I guess, that is why I feel a desire to write about these topics. Well, quite honestly as many of you know….well… I am not much of a talker. I am rather a thinker/dreamer/observer. I will always allow others to express themselves. I do choose to share these topics with people that I feel would actually listen, otherwise I don’t waste my energy.

I don’t blame people for not being aware, but I do blame people for being blatantly strong in their opinions without the facts! Here is Marlon Brando speaking generally about the American Public being completely unaware of who Native Americans are….

I cannot summarize my story so briefly as to how I have come to these conclusions. But I can only share what is in my heart and what is of my understanding. To be good to others and support and fight for what is right. Simple facts I cannot ignore.

Cultural Appropriation. …Firstly, what is this? And how does it affect your everyday life? – How can one person, such as yourself make supportive decisions?

I am aware of course that this world is a shit show so to speak, and there are severe atrocities happening constantly. What can we do? I am with you, they hurt and we are of only one human life capacity. Or, are we? Yes, we are of one. But every’one’ touches another and another and another. Small enlightenments create larger enlightenments.

Where, am I going with this?

To be put simply. Balancing life and what the heck my tiny voice your voice/actions can do. Well, I only hope to spread awareness. And to help those who care, to not look so unaware and silly for taking part of Cultural Appropriation by buying this stuff with NO meaning.

Just Say No to Ambrosio copyThe point is CULTURAL APPROPRIATION is a term to describe an entity that completely takes another cultures identity and uses it as a means to profit. Without permission or giving due credit to where the hell the “INSPIRATION,” came from! MAdness! Any simple acknowledgement to at least educate the public, what the hell they are supporting, wearing – unknowingly promoting  without fully getting it!

Okay, can you follow me on an identifiable point..

misfitsjacketFor example, there are subcultures that we can identify ourselves within music, community and other things. Then we in turn, support these bands, communities and groups/and or ideas. By wearing a certain style, badge, button, patch because we are in line with the idea it represents. In using this analogy we can come to understand what it means to wear something from another culture. Do you ‘know’ what you are wearing? You do this everyday, whether you like it or not.

michaelkkorsIn this culturaly blind society, we see people wearing cultural identities without being the wiser. Because, consumers in turn believe they are being in trend! Some may use what they wear as a status symbol, yes yes you are in the Michael Kors club congratulations here is your cookie. Ohh, that’s a cute medicine bag – let me just see how much they are selling it at Urban fucking Outfitters!

Okay, I think it is totally fine to think something is cute and want to get it. But if you like something from another culture, Please for the love of the creator! Go on google and search for a REAL American Indian who made it! You can buy and support REAL NATIVE products from REAL living NATIVES! American Indians are NOT DEAD. They are alive, they have communities and are trying to carry on traditions or reawaken what was lost/stolen/forgotten/buried. They make things! Instead of supporting the fucking 1% corporate greed machine, support real people, support real Natives……hey you! In those mocassins! Buy them from Natives! Not the local DSW, Macy’s, Rag & Bone! grrrr.


Pictures I took just walking through Macys. Ralph Lauren Ponchos. …


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if you are more inclined to do some research on Cultural Appropriation, please check out the link below. They go into this topic in greater detail.


Virgil Ortiz

Virgil_Ortiz_DenverArtMuseum_1w-copyHow incredible is the new and modern work of Virgil Ortiz! Ortiz makes traditional Cochiti figurative pottery, experimental figurative pottery, traditional pottery vessels, and designer clothing. Wow, yes and yes. Coming from a Cochiti pottery heritage he uses these traditions and fuses this artwork into a new storyline for our time now and beyond.

madeinnativeamericaHe has also started a foundation called “Made in Native America.” Which enables his tribe and community to work from this label and support their community. Natives making Native Art, Fashion, and Textiles for all.

The Pueblo Revolt New Mexico

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Thank you, for taking the time to read my thoughts.

P.S. for the love of the Creator

Please stop saying you are 1/4 Cherokee, when striking up a conversation about American Indians just listen. You don’t need to show your badge. It IS a THING! 80% of people I have  talked to about American Indians has immediately talked about their great grandmother being a full blood cherokee. Why only Cherokee? Why not ANY other tribe? and there are so many other dumb things people say..

I am not talking about my friends, if you want to be my friend please don’t irritate me with this stuff….

Good Night,

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Thanksgiving / Thanks taking. What are we really celebrating?

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Ok. Here we again on this festive day, every year this occurs. Every year families gather to enjoy each other’s company. I really enjoy the fact that people make a point to get together, I just wish it wasn’t on the day of “Thanksgiving.” The word in itself meant to be so thankful to the Lord for having achieved victory over the Heathen Savages (Natives) and having completely eradicated them from the land. I think there needs to be a time in our country where we all take the real history seriously and get over being a Super American refusing to believe the pioneers of this country did great wrong and lead this nation in believing lies & myths. There needs to be a real honoring of the ancestors of this land. A little acknowledgement would go a long way in the healing of the great wounds.

Here is a video by the late Russel Means a Native American Activist who led the American Indian Movement’s  “Wounded Knee Standoff “ in South Dakota at the Pine Ridge Reservation, in order to reopen negotiations with the Government on broken treaties ( More info here:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wounded_Knee_incident )… in which Marlon Brando refused to pick up his Oscar Award, and had Native Sacheen Littlefeather to pick it up for him to draw attention to this stand-off.

Here is Russell Means take on this holiday… Thanks taking video

This day is a day of mourning for Native Americans to remember their ancestors who were massacred. On this day “Squanto” and his tribe enjoyed food with the Pilgrims after he had taught them how to grow food and survive. But before this, as a child ‘Squanto’ was sold as a slave to Spain. ( Native Americans were taken from this country and sold as slaves.) He made his way to England and later learned their language in order for him to find his way back home at Cape Cod. He arrived to his Village to find that his whole family and tribe had vanished from disease and were killed.

Now, this is when the pilgrims arrived and the story began. After this day of sharing food, the Indians where systematically killed. And the word THANKSGIVING was used to symbolism the Pilgrims thankfulness for having killed the heathen savages. And the pilgrims would celebrate their victories by sharing food and thanking the lord. They used this day so much, George Washington decided there should only be one day they should celebrate this day. And eventually Abraham Lincoln declared it a National Holiday that we celebrate today.

I know that we are brought up around this tradition with little thought of what it actually means. As a child you just associate this holiday to gatherings with your family and enjoying wonderful food that was cooked by your Grandma and your Mom. It was a nice calm time to spend with the family.

We are not taught the truth, it is up to us to learn and grow from what is out there. What resonates with you, where you take that and what it means. To me, it is quite meaningful I can not celebrate this holiday. I am Chumash and Apache and I want to honor my ancestry not ignore it. The time is now, my family has felt shame from it and I can not speak for them. But I speak for myself as Native living in this crazy yet exciting time in the world. I have hope that their will be an enlightenment in my lifetime. This day is just to sad, and I consider it a day of Mourning. I’ve have decided to take an incredibly out there work shift from 8pm – 6 am. I write this post, and I send love and peace to the Natives forgotten.

Plymouth Rock mourning Stone.National Day of Mourning Stone

More on Thanksgiving by Native Americans of today.


Summer 2014 New York & Salem

July 13, 2014

Full Moon In Capricorn

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I have never accepted Summer. Now I think I have to as we are all stuck in the mouth of the New York Dragon. Waiting in the subway station is comparable to waiting inside of a Volcano while you sweat your weeks supply of water out. Facing a hundred strangers wondering through underground passages while barely being awake because your are a Vampire. City life in the Summer is not for me… It hasn’t all been bad. MMmm.. Blue Subway June photoThe Summer Solistice welcomed a well earned Mac Makeup Certification, in which I was knighted by the beautiful Amy Ernest! Followed by an incredible metal show – the one and only  Messugah! Messugah has a very special place in my life, so seeing them on that great day was just meant to be. Gaaaaaa…. the incredible power and force behind that music is unparalleled. My face and head throbbed and pulsated with sound and light. Chest pounded and face melted – check.

Summer this year is all about Art, Beauty, the Sea Goddess, Seaweed, Iced Coffee, short adventures, Life reflections, Making People Pretty and new plans.

In June my partner and I ventured to Salem Massachusetts. Bewitched Samantha StatueTraveling out of the city for a short vacation is a necessity to lessen the risk of shooting your face off to end the Summer misery. There is a Samantha (Bewitched) Bronze Statue in the Town square, how cute is that?  Lots of  witchy shops and normal people, yet again we are the weirdos. :/ Quaint and small Village atmosphere. The New England area feels incredibly  Old American/Colonial. Strange Thing?  .. Walking through the old tombstones and shrines for the victims of The Witch Trials is a steady reminder of the human condition in group mentalities and hysteria. Ohh you humans. One day we might get along. . or not. Without trees, fresh air, water how do we live? City life is certainly putting a strain on my spirit. This is the toughest city for me to focus and make my creations, but again I will endeavor and pull my little beings out. New cool affordable art coming up for sale! Stay tuned.Blue Taxi

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