Why do you chase me? You know I'm only going to break your heart, and drive away in a getaway car. I'll leave you bruised and broken with my fingerprints on every surface. Colors fade to pale as you watch me ride away with nothing else to say. you were warned; not only by me but by others as well. Who messed it up? or was it rather intentional. Your hand reaching after me not knowing wether your trying to catch me, or give me a last push and let me go.

Get Away Car.

My own hand illustrated on a prepared paper of my fingerprints. i was trying to get the scene of the crime thing going. Evidence all over the page, and the hand could either be pushing the car or catching it. I'm not saying either way. the hand is drawn with sharpie. the fingerprints are watercolor in varying shades of dark green, originally i was thinking money, but that idea fades long ago to me. my favorite toy car my metallic red '69 Camaro.

Repeat your Luck.

You think you can? If you had another try do you think you could really be right where you are now?

if you draw the same cards in a different order...do you win, loose? does it change?

Are you willing to sacrifice everything you have now for the chance that you could change it for the better. Would you change it for the better?

Here and now i wouldn't. I am content, happy, satisfied, i have made my peace and burnt my bridges, and i thoroughly enjoy the view from where i now stand. Things could always be better, and inversely, they could always be worse.

Crossed Fingers Sketch.

its strange to think it all stared with a sketch, a hope, crossing your fingers praying for then best. didn't think it would amount to to much, but now i'm in the art school at Penn State. so hey, i guess i must have done something right. through all these years of making these hands bleed, of studying their every curve. knowing the drawing because it is my talent and my skill and the thing i see most often in the world. my own hands. the verry means by which i illustrate themselves.

i dont know what i plan to do. or where i plan to take this. but i know i have no intention of stopping. if i can eliminate all the possibilities of things i wont do,...maybe i can leave myself with the general idea of something i would like to do. this will take time, but i expect it. hell, maybe i can even learn to spell by then. HA. well goodnight my thoughts and aspirations of things i dont yet know. ill sleep on it. ill let you know when it dawns on me.

At The Begining

at the beginning it was an idea, then a thought, then a practice, then an art.