A dozen eggs in dirty bath water.

Switchin up sizes tryin new shit. This new studio is helping me push myself. It's strange to not paint in my bedroom anymore. I've noticed myself building routines to keep up with the production of new and better work. Sucks however when everything else gets in the way. If I can just figure out how to distance myself from everything more. Juggling working at this frame shop, painting, hustling my other random shit, making time to meet people and make friends, stay up on new hip hop coming out. There's just so much that competes for attention. I just found out they put up the last episodes of Breaking Bad on Netflix. There goes my night. Strawberry Eggos with bacon and dippy eggs.

Ketchup Mustard & Ranch

This August I turned 23, had my largest and fanciest art exhibit to date, got published in the same newspaper as Dave Chappelle, went to Otakon and took pics of hot babes, traveled the road, got tattooed, got rejected, made mistakes, ate way too much lobster, met some great people and a fantastic artist, found out that Maine has a great bar scene, *cough cough* and I failed yet again to drink enough.  Also got lost in the woods for a bit there. Pretty pissed Yolo Yogurt was closed when we got there.

 

September is here and Fall is in the air. Wow that was lame. Anyways I'll be posting more now that I'm settling back in. O wait. Im not. My friends sold their house too. I move to California in 24 days.


Here's the art review

'Pop-Up Exhibition' goes on display at museum's temporary Unity location


Motor on suckas!