Artwork a Day 10:24PM

bush

3:02PM

You call it cocky
i call it balls.



if you arent living and doing

You are Dying.




Fuck that.







Balls in your mouf

JT

11:31PM

turning knots in my head


i'm holding back paniced breaths
i need to get the fuck out of here.



boredom is the cause of depression
and once it seeps its way in..


it never leaves.






fuck this city
fuck the people
fuck the scene


i hate it.


i can count maybe ten people(family aside)
that i truly caare about in this city.





that sad.



i've finished some new artwork for a show the 17th.


shit is dope.

i'll scan it eventually.





fucking underground til i die


JT

7:28PM

why is it, that i read other peoples blogs, and there lives seem so much more interesting than my own.

maybe because all i've done for the past six months is work and then do some art.


i haven't had an adventure in quite a bit.


i need my life to be a constant adventure.







it will happen god dammit!

8:21PM

My brain is flooded


i dont feel good.
i'm about to flip the fuck out.




i've got to get away QUICK!!!

i've been wearing shorts lately. its strange.














Family portraits.

fuck you.


i've been sick the past week.
flu sick as well as suck of my fucking job



i gotta get out of here!!!!




i have a group show july 17th. woo?



should be something


the end
JT

12:12PM

One day you just wake up.
your in a city that always sleeps.
surrounded by cretins


Why am i here?
how did i end up here?

i was in a good place
what is the purpose of being back



then you walk to the bathroom and turn on the shower.
washing off that negativity you press onward.
promising yourself things will be different next time.



i've learned to believe that its true.







in other news i'm sick. and i feel like shit. i have six screens waiting to be burned, but no motivation to burn them.

i've got four painting and no motivation to finish them.

hahaha




i'm fucking hungry



END
JT