Do Not Enter


They said “Never, Dave. Never”. I don’t think I was the same ever again after. It sparked an entire upheaval from within. It wasn’t just a change of moving furniture around, or a new color paint on the walls, but an immediate evacuation of the soul within body. I was now looking for a new place to inhabit. Under a rock, in a cave somewhere high in a mountain with no human interaction. I had to kill the one person I loved more than anything in that small window of bright sunlight. I had to kill myself. 

Seeds of Power: From Bondage to Bloom.

I am living defeated. I don’t bother with waking up for the day. I remain in a dream. It’s my escape from a life I have a difficult time trying to change.

This piece was submitted for the Addiction and Recovery art contest. It is inspired by those who have fought their personal battles with substance abuse.

“Faces of Drama” (let’s see eye to eye here) 

Acrylic on Canvas. 2013.
 
I lost this piece. I left it outside of the home I was watching over and someone must’ve thought it was put out for trash.it was one of my developing styles pieces and was a favorite of mine, being that I painted this in front of an audience during a concert series at The World Cafe Live. The rotating colored stage lights and strobe lights weakly affected the way I saw the colors on my palette. This was the end result. Thankfully I came across this photo in an old file. 

Faces of Drama. 2013. Acrylic on Canvas.

If found, please contact me here! J/k