TRIGGER WARNING
Yeah so, I had a really bad day yesterday. Not the whole day, but a good part of the day. Depression takes me over sometimes. It’s the nature of the beast.
Continue reading#trauma
Impossible Regret
You can’t regret what you can’t control. It’s impossible.
Continue readingFreedom of Mind and Other Acts of Self-love
Hit me with your rhythm stick! Maybe that’s what I should have titled this one. In any case, I think I’m going to hit a little heavier today and share something from the book I’ve been working on for the last several years, Queer as Mud.
Continue readingPeople Get Ready: SATURDAY IS NEAR!
Yesterday, after spending Monday and Tuesday prepping, wrapping, and packing up my work into two cars, Michael and I drove through the the famous Los Angeles traffic into Santa Monica: the extreme East Side to the West, 14 paintings on canvas in my car, and 15 framed drawings in his.
