One a Day

It’s that headnod shit that make you break your neck. Wooha.

I like this.

Hating the days I have to substitute sleep for caffeine.  I’m too much of an addict for it to do much.  My body gets the energy and my mind is mostly still sleep.  Made it through though.

 

Just a little table top to get through the day.

Fall has always been my favorite season albeit with some trepidation.  It always seems to fall short and usher winter in a bit too early.  And winter just bums me out.

I’m trying to get something back.  I’m nearly there.  I want to get to the point where I create just to create.  Whether its writing or drawing or painting or photography, I just want to make something to make something.  There was a dark period not too long ago when the thought “well why should I bother doing this if I can’t make any money off of it.”  It seemed like a genuine concern at the time.  Maybe even a valid argument.

We’re so money obsessed.  And art isn’t about money.  It’s about love and creating.  Which should be two sides of the same coin.

Dear video games.  Thanks for the 30 years of support.  I’m pretty sure I’m never going to outgrow cartoons and video games.