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Kittens n Kaos!

 

Back in the studio painting. It really should not be taking me this long to finish this painting. Life has been stupid complicated and I am trying to find a balance with all things. Health stuff is weird and I have had some depression. I got knocked out of my healthy routine and took on a lot of stuff. Add into all of that- there's a new kitten in the house!
Angus is the newest addition to the house and Tuco is happy to have a partner in crime finally.

Chaos would be a good word for my current life. I'm trying to look at the positives and those would be: I'm painting again, I have work, I'm playing bass again and learning new things, I got my taxes done and I'm alive. If I can get all things going full swing I'll be a happier camper.

I've admittedly fallen off the wagon of social media hustling and you know what? I love it. I feel sorry for artists who have to constantly make videos and "content" to stay relevant and build "followers". I just want to paint. Sorry not sorry. Go watch Netflix if you need to be entertained constantly. Last year's fuck it all attitude is still here. I'm totally in unslick and raw mode right now. The only videos I've shot are some badly lit sketches of me playing bass so I can have that for future reference. 

There's a hundred million cutesy pie artist girls in yoga pants doing high speed murals and painting videos- I don't need to be another casualty of that! 😜🤣 
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