Even in my darkest moments, I never give up hope. But I’m in my darkest moments now. Maybe this is the very stuff that keeps me alive. I can’t explain it really. Some folks call me a negative pessimist, but I’m not. I complain, yes. But I’m actually an optimist. I fight. And I am hopeful.
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Which is Worse?
Which is which, and which is worse? I can’t tell if I’m having super deep dysphoria, bouts of extreme depression, or stomach-turning impatience. Maybe all of the above.
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You can’t regret what you can’t control. It’s impossible.
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No cigarettes for five days. This is when I usually crack.
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I’m thinking about interviewing some of my artist friends about their art process and posting them here.
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