Feels so weird to self-publish a book and sell 20 copies in just over 3 months. I just have to keep grinding and keep telling people to check it out. Special thanks to Roscoe for our talk it inspired me to talk bigger steps.
I love how much love my Galeras have given me. I did this for us.
Know that we are loved. Know that the heart is a muscle and the muscle is you. Know that when I started being a painter at age three it was only to draw the characters on the 80’s cartoon Transformers. Know that I see the world 20 years too early in the back of my left eye. The right sees visions of the past and possible paths. Know that all that I see on the canvas I dreamed about for five years.
Bit by bit, piece by piece and all it grows together. ​All the stars looking back seeing your sleepy faces and the Moon.
So I’m going to figure out how to make a fund for DACA money. I’m not sure who to talk to to get it started but I know how I want to raise the money. Â I’m going to have a group show and we will create and sell art. The money will go to legal help and renewal fees.
I think I may have found my new direction, and that may be to help people with my art.
Finding my self at a crossroads, where I need to sell more art and yet I feel madly self-conscious about asking for sales. I know It’s a part of being existing but still, I feel awkward.
The young crow sits and yells for meals. They have no shame of anger. They have nothing but drive. I need to become the crow again. Make and do nonstop for the November show.
So if you love my work, pick up a shirt, print, bag, or even become a collector of original art.