Jan.23

“Is that a jug of pee in the bottom left?” YA. I WAS SICK, remember? Sick in the head. I was a 21 year old college dropout living in my parents basement. Chained to a ball of stigma and insecurity. A failure. Ashamed.

Oscillating between anger and anxiety, my paintings unwittingly became the 2-dimensional expressions of my two dimensional life.

One of the most important things is learning to fail without getting angry

You have to dig through mud to find a truffle
A pig snorting shit and detritus,
Mining recherché nuggets of tangled mycelium mass
If you want to get better you just have to go through it
Shiiiiiiit bro, I guess it's like beast boy said, "Pain is a pressure that either turns you into a diamond or grinds you into dust”