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When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
My first cold living with a roommate hit me like a bullet. Not a soul really cared if I was ok. I had to pick myself up and drive to the store and buy medicine. This is twenty years before the pandemic but it felt like I was done for. I must of had a 103 fever and crawled out of bed into clothes. By the time I got out of the car I was covered in swet. To this day I think about that feeling.
I knew I was in full adult and I kind of hated it but knew I couldn’t go back.
It all worked out but a big wake up call.
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My zine is done!
Painter’s Breakfast
Still in search of new foods I can eat and enjoy.
Starting a new painting
Feels good to just be back at it again. My pain has slowed me down. I know if you follow my work I make “always” but for me personally I could be doing bigger ideas. I’m rough on myself, I know. Working on it.
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I do these so much for my Patreons. It’s a celebration of a lucid mind. Feels like meditation in third person.
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New zine out today.
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Pick it up and share it with your friends.
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I find these moments when I get a roll developed put my mind at rest. I can time travel back to see a few days back. Inspiration that has expired. An autopsy of my process.
Always welcome to join my Patreon to see more.
Painter’s Breakfast
It was a nice show today. I think it is only getting better each week.
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