A Musing #75
Happy New Year and 2019 can finally be thrown away in the trash. I fall into the category of people who survived the year. If you made it through, I'm proud of you. We don't need to talk about the holidays if you don't want [...]
A Musing #74
The whole 2pm is the new 10 pm due to it being November has been taking a toll on us all. Already I have a hard time believing in time as something that exists, let alone being in darkness in the middle of the day [...]
A Musing #73
I'd like to begin by saying I'm incredibly impressed with myself for never writing a rant in full caps-lock on this blog. Thats a very big deal for me especially if you've ever met me in person. Anyways, I'm back in Paris and conference season [...]
A Musing #72
It's conference season and that means being ridiculously uncomfortable watching myself babble on screen about life. I literally can't sit still in front of the computer looking at myself talk. Strange for the guy who can continues to paint himself over and over again. L'ADA [...]
A Musing #71
It's been a long minute since I've posted anything, so hello again. There's been a lot of on going changes happening in my life since June and I feel I'm ready to finally write about it properly. Oh don't worry, it's nothing traumatic. It's change. [...]
A Musing #70
I'm officially a TedX speaker. It's done. It's in the bag. I'm part of the Ted Talk roster. After being on stage speaking to mass amounts of people, I have to say I enjoy it. A huge thank you to everyone who was involved along [...]
A Musing #69
I think we all saw the image of this post coming (no pun intended) when it came to the number. At least on my website there aren't any restrictions because it's my goddamn page on the matrix. Speaking of God, I do want to take [...]
A Musing #68
March has been an interesting month, but I haven't bought into all the madness. It's official that I'll be giving a Ted Talk at the end of May here in Paris about art and mental health. I'd like to say I'm very good at improv, [...]
A Musing #67
Another portrait and another goodbye. Max is finally finished and it's been a hell of an experience. Despite the painting moving from my easel to the wall, it's still a farewell. One thing I won't miss is furiously squeezing red paint out the tube every single day. [...]
