i’m not too public about how much i grind. ive been having a lot of fun learning coding and making and editing videos while hanging out with my friends.. some things get a little bit harder to put into words. some things like what i’ve been up to since my last journal entry.. well truthfully i’ve been redefining myself, seeing where my place was in the realm i’m in. it’s
my website will continue to be a hub and documentation into the exploration of my creative journey. i’ve retired from poisoning my mind with trite comparisons, vapid relationships, and conditionally shallow support from social media interactions. i’m exhausted from those claiming to be my friend or colleague on terms & conditions. you could say i’ve finally decided to say how it feels. my official plans for the remainder of the
ive decided to do something i’ve never done that will come with great risk. i’m taking on a daily art illustration and minting project for the month of April. all works for this series are minted at KnownOrigin. during this time, i’ll be exploring wherever i can to soak up as much inspiration as possible. the risk factors come from minting. if you’re new to NFTs usually theres a gas
this is my journey. i’m honored having the chance to share it with those willing to listen while existing in this realm. when i think about it, i’ve walked a myriad of places in search for success through art. honestly i had no idea if any of this would amount to anything. or when. i laughed over the thought what if i knew in high school how many nights i
i hope that you’ve been well. this is realistically the first journal entry i’ve made on my site for 2021. i’ve been so busy. there hasn’t been enough time to write about all the changes that’ve taken place in my life. i’m excited to be back though, it slips my mind how important it is to keep this site updated. today twitter reminded me how fucked everything is. like in
you come up with greatness overtime. like gold being tried against fires. what you see is the accumulation of experiences. peeking into the forever moment. furthermore our gazes into the hourglass trouble none. we’re cloaked experts, walking with giants. you are born into Maya.
sometimes parents have a hard time conveying what they want to say. i shouldn’t have to have any family stress when i turn 30. i’m 28. i’ll be 29 august 3rd. of course if the cosmos and my body allows for me to even meet that. or if covid, or yellowstone exploding, or one of the many tragedies to remind us how human we are transpires. it’s all tough cookies.
that’s what it’s starting to feel like. i enjoy it greatly. life is all about perspective. what you make of the situation becomes your reality. you’re not the situation, it’s your actions that define you. 2020 is a strange year. we’re surviving a pandemic whilst ending racism. creators are permanently at work. truthfully it feels like my existence alone is protest. what’s next is i should become more vocal of
and i’m seeing parts of it i deeply miss. the abandoned naval base, or informational center?, they called it “The End of the World” or “The Edge of the World”. the base hugged the Mississippi River and met a channel that allowed boats to pass from a draw bridge. when i first wandered to New Orleans to start my art career i stayed in my friend’s apartment across the street