
Home again. Home again…..ting ting ting.
The adventures found me this week and I lived.
Always making
I never imagined my life would feel so good after going to my hometown for a few days.
I was not born in Charlotte, NC but I grew up there. It was hard at times but the best friends I have known in my life are all over the world so this is the third chapter revisited.
Got’ta see my old buddy Ryan Wilson. It’s been around 12 years since we last got’ta into conversations. It was like we left off and started back up again the minute we saw each other. It is going to be one of my favorite memories for a long time. The best Halloween I have had in forever. To add to all of it I was graced by Ryan’s art on my leg. If you are in Charlotte, NC or close to NC go see Ryan for amazing tattoos. Divine Arts Tattoo is a lovely shop, reminds me a saloon.
Fuck,
I’m a strong believer in curse words. It just feels like freedom. I love the word fuck. It is such an amazing word and conveys so much. I kind of want one day when people ask what my style of painting is fucking painting. I’m a fucking painter. I feel it in bones of my fingers that scream me awake at 3 AM as I wonder the hall in our condo with the cat.