Days of Art: Excuses

Like everything else, being an artist requires work. We are not defined by who we say we are. We are not defined by who we surround ourselves with. We are not defined by what we intend to do or intend to be. We are defined solely by what the hell we do. If you do…

On Not Being Van Gogh

Even as a kid of twenty, before I was particularly good at anything, I always saw my limited artistic abilities in the context of Vincent Van Gogh. I could do cartooning, photography, and had begun to write poetry and songs. I wasn’t great at any of those things, mainly because I refused to ever take…

Synesthesia and other Rants

I bought a book on synesthesia. I have decided this is the core of the next book, the one I am writing for myself. There will be no fantasy, no Sci Fi, no bullshit, and no punches pulled. Just the usual stuff – suspense, murder, romance, violence, sex. It is time I let out what’s…