i’ve been away for some time, i always end up doing that. stepping away from blogging to work for portculture. that’s been a wild ride so far at the start of the new year, i honestly haven’t had any time for myself.
it’s the beginning of the new year and i have walked into a gallery on Julia st. in New Orleans. i glanced at the writing on the walls upon entry and noticed “LEEAUX” cut onto vinyl. that alone scares me. it’s setting in how real this is. in December my art was also on www.gonola.com- i’m finally officially making my way into the art scene. it hasn’t been a year yet and i’m starting to rank in these art shows- none of it has been easy. at all. i often ask myself “how badly do you want this?” shortly after i’m hit with a reminder go big or go home and that’s always caused confusion. i’m finally warming up to a select few as well. i often find myself more introverted and to myself but that’s totally okay.
deep inside my mind i find myself-
this late December and early January has been pandemonium.
i have a feeling everything will be coming back on track shortly.
i’ve successfully made my way to hanging artwork in another group showing in New Orleans, Louisiana. i’m beyond thrilled and consumed in a dream like state right now. this saturday a painting i shook together to hang for “Megalomania: Five” at the Boyd Satellite gallery on 440 Julia St.
this will be the second gallery showing, in frequented galleries, in less than a year. and again i’m tripping out to how this new year is starting. too thankful. all i really would like to do is continue connecting with galleries and perfecting my craft!
right now- i am thinking how far will any of this take me this year. another year down, 2016 was kind to me. i was not kind to myself. i was highly critical, and did little to take care of my health. i chased the dollar to have enough just to eat. my mom always said to me if anything, always eat right- get nutrition, you will need it. i couldn’t express how right she was. my dad always says- you are my son, and i am well pleased. that will always ring in my head as well. a mission of mine this year is to cold turkey remove all toxins from my life and follow a path of wellness. it’s not entirely my fault that paying as an artist isn’t exceptional until you “make it”- it’s really the years grinding that make it all worth it. selling my soul to eat healthy, just to repeat the cycle.
if anything- this has taught me value and gratitude of myself, the world i live in, and the people i surround myself with. this year calls for me. it’s asking for all of me. i am okay with this and understand that everything has been happening for a reason. it’s the only way to spread my clothing + art project- taking risks is my life.
maybe taking a switch from coffee to tea will help ease my anxiety.
maybe drawing everyday how i feel will help with my thoughts.
maybe finding the right someone just as lost as me to spend time with will heal us both. or maybe that is a selfish way to look at it unless metaphysical quotes have been right this entire time and “i am we is, he as we, and she, and him and-”
i over think simple situations. i’ve felt art has been the only way i can really express myself unfiltered. i will find my center.
im taking this year to fully develop and find myself.
i miss south Texas so much, it was so surreal seeing the full moon in the gulf how i did, it was literally like i was living in a dream. a memory i want to return to sooner than later.
in 2014 me and a group of friends were sitting at a coffee shop in Shreveport while drawing and we decided to get up and travel down major cities in Texas selling artwork for gas money to make it to Corpus Christi.
one of my first real on the road experiences ever really. i had to learn how to travel in a big number, it was six total. haha i know we looked like goof balls.
the coolest part was selling artwork in each city. from Dallas to Austin, to San Antonio to Corpus Christi, meeting people and sharing our stories together, i wouldn’t have traded that experience for anything.
draw to survive.
it’s really 2017 right now, i’m really here posting this too. which is incredible. being able to think peacefully to myself the advancements i’ve made since pursuing a lifestyle of the arts is mind shattering. thinking on how far i’ve grown creatively and also as a person brings me to such a warm nest inside my mind. i’ve made an incredible amount of friends. i’ve influenced and inspired. i loved and have been loved. i’ve been hated. i made tons of money from my gift. i’ve shared my artwork with some of my top musical influences. i’ve inspired others to grow and take their art more seriously. i’ve connected and plugged into a new life in New Orleans, to just fine tune my craft.
trying to find the reason behind doing any of this always leads to the same door. this lifestyle is all i know. being free and making the best with my talent has been my life since 2014. -to think it’s been three years…
my main goals of this year are treating my body right and restoring life into myself. taking more care of my life is kind of a priority now more than ever- a list of healthy life style choices are certainly in the horizon.
healthy choices physically and mentally.
i don’t want to ever feel emotionally manipulated again. i don’t really want to go backwards anymore. i’ve been sacrificing for quite some time now- if anything i will become the greatest version of myself this year and will see more of the world. with no excuses.
often times i find myself looking into the opinions of others before making my next step, in worry of what someone would think. if 2016 taught me anything, it’s confidence in my action and work. for my peers who have helped instill this into me i want to thank you.
subscribe to me. a year worth of adventure is going to follow this post. i’m not going to publish anything to facebook. let’s evolve together in 2017. always choose forgiveness.