It’s that time again that breaks the mind of many artists.
fear not life is yours to live and ink is my kingdom.
and so it starts…let’s see how long this one goes…
I love how this one came together. It feels like I might be getting the hang of it.
Find me by the water
my toes cold from the edge of the wet
the pinky toes resting the eyes of the next painting on my mind
best part of making
toys of a child
the brush is too honest.
The action is the riot.
I don’t feel the “cash money word.”
I am never the DJ from Do the Right Thing.
I am the tool of the paint and ink
never the narrator as it happens
but the narrator as it ends
The soul of me wants to rest in a pure ocean of fluid making.