I’ve grown accustomed to losing friends over the years and have learned to cope with it in my own way. This is Issac, he overdosed 5 years ago and since then I have been so grateful to have know him and model the way I live today.
The painting itself is on a wooden table top with spraypaint, pencil and wine. The fact that I didn’t seal this has been interesting, the wine has been aging since his death and almost looks like blood.






