we would drive in his little red car, base woofer in the back seat. Rave music, grunge, rock, metal, rap etc. Everything blazing in your ears and causing rhythmic joy in the body.
I had some hopes, but they were soon denied.
As I swim in this sea of people empty, traversing the divide.
My words you’ll hear, and change will come.
They may not affect all, but they will some.
In shadows my voice will speak to you.
Series of works from the fractured mindset and process. Piecing together the self and others.
Sometimes its pure chaos and curiosity mixed in a swirling mass of confusion. But its one in which I must function. I must try and maintain some order and inspiration.
I’ll never leave and forever be true.
Taking you in my arms, in the ages you shall rest.
Your faith and devotion, put to the ultimate test.