A special happy birthday to my lord and savior, Jackson Pollock! I remember it like it was yesterday, a timid unaspiring creative who had been pushed to painting because of a mental breakthrough. Having turned away from music and acting, in my reclusion I thought it would be cool to start visiting art museums. Walking into the MET contemporary art wing was exciting and new. Life for me had been pretty grayscale up until then I had stumbled upon art as a way to cope with time

A lot of what creative types do is attention seeking. And we've learned that from God. A portrait always starts with perfection. I deface and deform it to make it look more like me. A sleepless night can be dreadful, but for the wrong artist never disappointing. Actually. Karma is a lesson. After the fire I could only mourn the loss of my work by making more art. Always do good. A lot of good comes from all the good that you do. An art teacher once told me "Show how human you

Not being perfect is what makes us three-dimensional, original and human.  The push for perfection and being original can get comparative, exhausting and obstructing our own path, which is the most authentic thing about each one of us.