This anthology of thoughts, sketches, lessons, observations and exposed emotions, reflects one man’s personal twenty-year journey and his feelings: feelings about which he feels sufficiently strongly, that he won’t allow them to become a casualty: they have a right to live, to stand and to be counted.
An artist is like a soldier in the trenches – ultimately, to advance, we must stand up. There are snipers – some well intentioned, some not; there are machine gunners – some accurate, some not. There is even heavy artillery. If we are to be honest as artists, we must ultimately expose our souls, hearts, and our cojones.(It does take balls to stand up and be counted).
I hope you find some joy, entertainment, surprise and especially reflection in these snippets of my mind, my heart, my soul – and my cojones.