Another year is about to past me. I’ll be 40 in 3 days on the 18th. It’s feels so weird. Like, I’m not supposted to be here. I’ve made so much in all these years with my art. I’m a real “Basquiat” painter as people say. I am honored to be in that category. I would be a liar if I thought that was enough for me. A new decade is a new chance for bigger greatness. I crave that.
I can only hope little things like 45s is a nice gift to share. It is an open message of my heart and my past.
I want to be a household name as an artist. I know how impossible that sounds but if you know you can’t win then the impossible is where you live. So pick up a sticker and pass it on.