I proclaim I am creatively selfish and headstrong. Rarely is it the fault of others I am driven to believe in an artistic truth, creative direction, philosophy. Do you want to look at my bank account? Do you want to see how I live oh so precisely to the dollar, do you wsnt to see how every 4 days I’m left to bring myself to the mercy of my parents and present myself, rather check myself in humility to ask for their grace and money? Every 4 days. Sometimes more often. And on the last 4 days, doing whatever I can to make that last 5.67 I see in my debit account, while also reminding myself of the $10k in credit card debt and 50k in student debt, for however long I can. Which paralyzes me finanlically, paralyzes me emotionally, which paralyzes me creatively and relationally, where all I am left with is the obligation and duty to the direction and growth of living skin, put on me by the people I have met through living skin. Is this what you want to see? These are my days as of late.

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If I’m in a bad mood, it’s because I had a great day. If I’m in a good mood, it’s because I could not care enough to have one.

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youve reached artistry, when you find yourself, able to seamlessly weave in and out of your practice, mode of performance, of making. the place you are in when you make, perform, act, whatever, at its best form, flows from where your mind is everyday. before your acts of artistry, after them, smoothly, not raggedly, flow inbetween them - this is the mark of a true artist and a true artist’s mind.