I wrote my Dad’s obituary! 😭

Being the first born child sucks ass! Not only did I arrange for my Dad’s cremation today, I was also appointed as planner of his Celebration of Life and also as writer of his obituary. I only recorded it so that I could type it quickly without looking back-and-forth at my little piece of paper.… Read More

Art therapy is the shit, (if anything is at this point…)

On the evening of my dad’s death, I was drawing. I was practicing facial expressions, like I do every night, and I usually throw them away, but this night was different. What I drew on this night reminded me of what I gave my dad for Father’s Day last year… it had similar faces, but… Read More

Drawing it out… 😭

My dad has been in ICU for a week now. He has to a have a defibrillater implanted into his heart tomorrow morning, while his blood pressure stays at a very low rate. I’m worried. I am so fucking scared of facing life on Earth without him. I can’t stand the thought of losing him,… Read More

The 🥃 is in the 🍮…

My actual portfolios, both physical and digital, are getting rather large. In fact, when I went to create this page, I soon realized that I had created so much art, that it wouldn’t all fit on a single page. I then separated it into years, and soon realized that it still wouldn’t fit. Next, I… Read More

Once My Sister, Now My Muse

Art has gotten me through the hardest of times. When my sister died three years ago, I was at a loss. I mean a literal loss of everything, including my mind, and especially my mind. It was a “Tower moment.” The problem was that I had never even considered her death before and I just… Read More