Friday, October 21, 2016

That's it! That's why I paint. That's why I write.

No one listens to me.

No one has ever listened to me.

So I paint and write.

It's so simple.

If my parents were alive I would totally shout that in their face.

No one ever listened to me.

So I immortalize what I want to say - so to speak - so to paint.

I think I must be close to death - or something - all this honesty.

The honesty is too much.



  1. You aren't going anywhere soon my don't get out of a Hillary or Trump administration that easy! You gotta suffer with the rest of us.

    1. Haha! It's going to get even crazier, isn't it.


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