Good morning friend :)
The link between my art and inner world has been vivid at since I got back to LA. Sparks leaping between metal prongs in my head, no rest at all. All the projects I want to do, all the tasks I need to do, all the walls and barriers and moats between me and the things I need, family stuff going on, existential horror at the consequences of my failure, pressure everywhere, ground shaky, just, intense.
What to do when this happens…I have no real good advice, I try and get the vibes out, try and rest, take my mind off things, but so many prick their pins through my thin sheets of protection and pop my moments of calm.
Grit my teeth and bear it…all I can do…my gas tank has been on empty for so long in so many ways, but I know what I want, even as dark as it’s gotten, eve as dark as it is now…there’s no signs for where to go or directions on how to get there…just my gut.
Facing into the fears, confront and finding common ground, something, anything to find something solid under a foot, in my hand, that I can pull myself up and out of where I’m at.
I can say this piece is minted on Rarible but by some fluke, glitch, more like, no one can buy it and I can’t burn it, so, all I can do is laugh and make more…
Hope y’all have a great day!