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GUS (God Universe Spirit)

Behold the mysterious realm of the universe, where our dreams come to reality, where our thoughts manifest into energy, and where the wonders of our being shine light into the void of the unknown. Hunter Luck brings forth the collection of GUS.  



Inspired by his PSI Seminars experience in Men's Leadership and PLD, Hunter Luck brings forth an incapacitating display of self freedom. With chains breaking and setting our inner soul free, he uses the style of grayscale and ripped parchment to depict this powerful story of liberation of ones own limiting beliefs. 


60 in by 72 in (Mixed Media)

When a storm is coming, all other birds seek shelter. The Eagle alone avoids the storm by flying above it. So, in the storms of life... May your heart soar like an eagle. 



Inspired by his transformation through PSI Seminars, Hunter Luck illustrates the beauty of being a light in the darkness, letting yourself out of your own cage, and leaning over the cliff to surrender. With the contrasting colors of White and Black, he shows transformation at the highest.


48 in by 60 in (Acrylic)

The difference between change and transformation: Change is doing things differently and having the option of going back to the same path. Transformation is a new way of being, and there is no going back.



Hunter Luck uses the love of two men coming together in the universe. Love is not a choice; it is a feeling, a craving that beings have towards one another. He uses the celestial form of male figures traveling through space to find one another with contrasting states of being. 


24 in by 48 in (Acrylic)

They are not a pair of star-crossed lovers who take their own life. They are celestial beings freely without judgment living their life and traveling the universe to find one another. 


Box Nevermore

Self portrait, Hunter Luck painted who he use to be: a dark, anxious boy who put himself in a box and cut himself off from the world. Depression, nevermore. A box nevermore.


36 in by 36 in (Acrylic)


A dark room
The door is shut
Shades are drawn
Cobwebs in corners 
A ticking clock on the wall
The closet door is ajar

There are cold sheets on a bed
There are sweat stains on the sheets
Tears are damping a pillowcase

A plate filled with crumbs sits on a nightstand
With a crusting crust and stale chips
Sour bowl of milk
A dead plant is nearby 

A song plays on loop
A song plays on loop
A song plays on loop

A fan is spinning
Static Tv plays
A pile of laundry is on the floor
With a leaking water bottle

Dribbling faucet in the adjacent bathroom
Toothpaste on the cracked mirror
Water drops on the mirror
A razor blade is on the side of a tub
Blood in the drain
Hair in the drain   

The song is still on loop
It is still on a loop

A broken picture frame lays motionless on the floor
The photo missing
A dead phone on the charger
Its screen is cracked
Bite marks from a cat piercing the cord
The cat is clawing at the door

Used underwear under the bed
Next to a porn magazine
Which is next to a memory box that is empty

The walls are gray
The sheets are blue
The sky is raining

    And I know what to do.

by Hunter James Luck


The Dreamer

Inspired by the man in his Workshop, Hunter Luck illustrates The Dreamer with complementary colors (Purple & Yellow). A faceless man, dressed in only a golden hood, his purple skin shines off of the canvas. Is he a god, a celestial being, an angel, or a demon? No, he is a Dreamer.

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24 in by 48 in (Oil)

A Dream Within a Dream

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone? 
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?


Which Wolf Are You Feeding

Need Hunter Luck to say anything at all with this one? With his stunning display and vibrant colors, he tells the story of our thoughts in our heads. What are we feeding, the good or the bad? Would you date someone who speaks to you the way you talk to yourself? 


48 in by 24 in (Acrylic)

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life:

“A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy.

“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil–he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.”

He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The same fight is going on inside you–and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

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