Wild week. Dad broke his hip yesterday. Madness. Don’t know what to do. Just sitting with him and doing some sketches. Trying to keep up with prints and artworks.
It had been a time. I didn’t get the gallery show this week. I’m not happy about it but I promise to be honest with you. I feel like I’m a bad fit for most galleries these days. They are going back to respectability politics and I don’t want to be a part of that. I want to always be the artist that fights for justice and is proud of his black and brown roots. That’s not for everyone and that is their problem not mine. To all the wonderful people out there who have bought my art, thank you. The rest of you will find something you can’t live with out from me and put up in your house at some point. I’ve been to the future and seen it.
So this week in shorts…
I’ve been working on my writing too. I think I want more of it in my books.
How goes it? I’m running around grabbing art back from shows. It’s always a weird feeling because every show I do people ask “where else can I find your work?” In a room or hall full of my art. I normally give my website. I don’t think that’s what people want so I tell them where to find my murals. Beautiful madness.
I feel this needed to be said. I’m putting the breakfast show on hold for a bit. My Mondays have been all over the place. Soon it will calm down and I’ll be back at it. I’m working on a new painting always.
Here is a few photos that I will always post on my Patreon.