I'd like to start off by saying that I have no idea what I'm doing. All I know is that throughout my life there's only been one consistent background music playing for me, and that background has been creating. It's been my deal with the devil so to speak and my saving outlet. My life is booming, I create, my life is crumbling into nothingness, I create. I don't know if I enjoy it all the time to be honest, more than I have to do it. If I didn't my life and mind would probably fall into some pit that includes too much alcohol and a lot of weird food. It's like chasing that flavor you've never had. Anyway, I've never blogged and I don't think I've written more than 2 pages since college so this is gonna be fun. I'm committed to not apologizing though and just simply trying.
I'm taking my painting to the next logical place. I care about my art deeply, but it's time to release some of it into the ether for others to crinkle their eyebrows at and hopefully smile a bit. My canvases are building up, filling my closets and I'd like people to own them, and maybe brighten a few spaces in this world that may have otherwise remained bare.