Me and my homeboy Kelvycakes on a very recent nite talked about life on the swing set of a childhood haunt while smoking cigarettes. We discussed our frustrations of getting older and lack of success with our art. How conflicted we feel watching our cohorts pass us by in regards to achievements, but knowing we are both at places we should be at this point in our lives and really satisfied with the art we are creating. Success to me is having people give a shit about what I do and eventually showing somewhere. I don't care about making money. I want to make an impact. I am on break from school and using this time to focus on doing what I love. I am sick of drunks, girl women, and man boys.
I'm dramatic, traumatized, and self obsessed, but in a really sweet and sincere way. I'm in love with life and believe compassion is the greatest virtue we as human beings can possess.I'm madly in love with art and am at my happiest when creating something. I enjoy thrashing at shows as often as possible, going to art museums, drinking coffee at night, taking a good photo, listening to records and of course talking shit.
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Keep the faith... it's worth it, if not for yourself then for your art... achievement is relative, my friend!
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