Tonight. Tonight the mosquito population out numbered the humans in Lowell, Indiana. Feasting on human flesh, the scratching ankles continued. Bite after bite the dinosaur looking vampire lived. During this feast of blood something happened. ART in The Shak on a bloody Monday night. Thanks to all the time I haven't painted, this was able to somehow slip through the seems. Tonight this canvas was blank and turned into this in a few hours. Along with some live tunes in a mosquito filled Shak. The flow comes from an inner cycle of mine. If one must know the truth, once a month the act of painting results in an UNQUESTIONABLE flow. Basically, whenever I'm on my period, the cycle somehow lets a flow outside on a canvas. Weird, I know. I feel this intuition when in front of a canvas. Best thing to do is let it flow. Let things go. This one in particular came about in a peculiar way during the night hours.
The newspaper lived in my car since mid Summer. Originally found in the bathroom of a Chicago rappers home. Since then I've been feeling inspired by skulls in general. Recently attending a Misfits cover band, skulls and the piano awaken a creative idea. The color purple used represents a close friend moving to Las Vegas soon. Emotional beings we are. Emotional beings we share a connection here and there. I began with pencil and let the guitar pop through the chicks head. Black Sabbath's album cover ignites the idea for the guitar to come to life. NOT FINISHED YET. But, quite the wicked start. Also, a fuck ton of mosquito bites.
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