Long Is The Way
Look at this - back, again.
I want to write. I've been feeling the urge more and more, these days. For catharsis, maybe, but more for the sheer need for expression.
I've discovered, much to my relief, that I'm not going to break, any time soon. I can crack, certainly. I can bruise, and can even melt (as the bandage on my finger will attest...stupid fire pit). But I bounce back, as well as any Superball. This is good news. For a while, I wasn't sure. For a while, I exaggerated my own frailty.
Atfer attending two different art shows at MOCA in LA ("Masters Of American Comics" & "Ecstacy")with M*, my brother, and Gabby, I've been more determined than ever to eek out a life for myself that I'm happy with...a life filled with art, and a modicum of comfort, and of course, love. So - one down.. :)
I want to write. I've been feeling the urge more and more, these days. For catharsis, maybe, but more for the sheer need for expression.
I've discovered, much to my relief, that I'm not going to break, any time soon. I can crack, certainly. I can bruise, and can even melt (as the bandage on my finger will attest...stupid fire pit). But I bounce back, as well as any Superball. This is good news. For a while, I wasn't sure. For a while, I exaggerated my own frailty.
Atfer attending two different art shows at MOCA in LA ("Masters Of American Comics" & "Ecstacy")with M*, my brother, and Gabby, I've been more determined than ever to eek out a life for myself that I'm happy with...a life filled with art, and a modicum of comfort, and of course, love. So - one down.. :)