About This Artwork: This is my dad in 1976 during the time the family was split, bi-coastal. My brother used that gun to kill birds out his bedroom window. My mom was somewhere in hollywood. I was a yoyo, alone on an airplane, homeless between cities and unenrolled in school. I memorized the songplays on Delta Airlines. Every song had meaning to my circumstance. Everyone was so unstable but me. I would soon catch up.