If you'd like to see my stuff you must raise your finger and

through this welcome page with your clickety-click computer button.

This page belongs to the aimless art of Derek Christopher Doublin.
Currently Derek lives in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
It is hard being an artist in Oklahoma.
Derek has the police called on him often.
Derek is often lost, lonely,
and ALWAYS tortured.
Derek often experiences dementia.
But Derek is also lively and fun.
Derek thinks ice cream snickers are pretty darn tasty.

Derek does not stick to any inherent emotional themes,
artistic genres, mediums, or specific topics with his art.
He enjoys making sad and scary music,
ridiculous and joyful films,
strange and abstract paintings,
defined and honest photographs,
absurd and sincere storytelling,
and outdoor work.

Derek was a ditch digger
and a tire plant factory worker.

Now he makes money
selling children on the blackmarket.

Derek has been in love twice in his life.
He has experienced requited love, once.
Unfortunately, she is married.
Now Derek is even crazier than before,
knowing
that
SHE
is
out there
and
completely
UNOBTAINABLE.

Derek drives around the city and listens to music late at night,
all the time.

Derek does not expect to live a long and healthy life
because Derek abuses himself in ways
he will not explain
on this page.

But despite the torture of living as a conscience (and occasionally unconscience) being
Derek is grateful for his time on Earth,
and looks forward to the new and insane experiences that lay ahead.

Welcome.