I have known since I was five years old is that all I wanted to do was make stuff. Between video games, girls, depression and growing up, my urges and/or surges of creation were sporadically sidelined as a kid. My father passed away in December, 2013, shortly after I turned 21. In those following months I shed a lot of skin, bit a lot of bullets and said fuck you to a lot of unnecessary things in my life: people, places, things. I knew what I wanted to do and I knew that all I had to do was just do it. So here I am.
My first true loves in life were Magic the Gathering and Diablo/Diablo II. These two things have undeniably inspired not only my artistic style but also my vocabulary, attitude, imagination and interest in finding the art in life. I create as a therapy. I create as a distraction from mundane things that seem to stick out around me for far too long. I try to find myself in every piece I do. There is a story behind it all and it's always about me. It's a selfish thing to do, sit alone and sink hours into something as small and lightweight as a drawing, let alone try to sell it afterward. I don't know what it is, but I've been doing this since I was a kid and sometimes I feel like it's all I really know.
I have come to realize more and more over the years, that, the people very close to you just want to see you at your best. A lot of times you don't push for your best until you lose one of those people very close to you, as a source of motivation, as a source to make them proud and to leave a mark on the planet. The key to all of this is, that, YOU DON'T HAVE TO WAIT FOR SOMEONE VERY CLOSE TO YOU TO DIE IN ORDER TO BE YOUR BEST. JUST BE YOUR BEST. GO. RIP Tevin Draper I love you and I miss you. RIP Turnip. RIP Buddy. RIP Pal. RIP Ganz. I miss my kitty cat brethren. Rip daddy-o.
I'm just trying to get done what I can get done before I die.
I love Taylor.