another journal another way to reach an audience....
i don't charge for my art work, i don't charge for any of the work i do for local bands here in Indianapolis, indiana where i live...i don't do it to impress anyone...i do it to share my vision...if your here to check anything out about me you will find all you need to know in looking at my digital art....
i'm not classically trained...i couldn't even stick it out through highschool...i dropped out to play in a punk rock band and chase the punk rock dream...when i was finished chasing the lie i started to chase tail, i started to chase women, i started to chase love....when i thought i found it i needed another adventurer....i needed to chase fame...i needed to be known....i needed...
i think i was/am like everyone else in the world...i was convinced that everything that i needed was outside of myself, that i had a hole inside of me, leaking something way....that i needed to refuel myself, i needed to consume i needed to make myself whole again with objects and items and everything, i needed the most beautiful grrl, the fastest computer, the fastest car, the best job, the best life....i was convinced that i needed...something...something intangible something i could never hold...
my greed led me to psychdelics, and religions in every form, it led me to smoke saliva divinorum, to Yage, to all the great names and beautiful scene's of william burroughs, and jack kerouac...it led me to wander...it led me to lay down roots...it led me to zen and buddhism, and discordianism, and art and....
it led me....
to nothing...
*laughs at himself*
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