So while my painting is drying. “Do I feel like I can’t part with my art; you know, one out of many artist syndrome,” no it’s off to go. : )
Stranger; “What would you do/say if you were residing in a country or place where your human rights specifically the freedom of speech and expression, sexual identity and orientation are illegal or worse put to death.”
Me; “I would get the fuck out. If everyone leaves then there’s no more people to run a country or place anymore. And if trapped, then fight.”
I’VE GOT NOTHING TO HIDE MOTHERFUCKERS. NO SECRETS SUCKERS. YOU’RE ALL GHETTO MOTHERFUCKERS. GHETTO.
Once in a while, we as creatives are being tested with a cutting choice—who am I.
I do not think of me as better; I am better—SCRUBS.
So I checked on my brushes and they’re doing real fine. And so I thought; “Now, I too can do fine art.”