sweat, blood, tears

this piece (& a few others) was created around the time i spent processing the loss of my Father. i spent the month of May with my family in Houston, Texas cherishing my dad's final hours. i have no idea where i would be if i didn't have the medium of ART to get me through this all. my mind has been heavy with what life has been asking of me, most of it was out of my control. everything is sacred, it always has been to me. it's easy to forget that when you have to dance with societies arrow of time. for me im constantly reminded of what to be grateful for. i relinquished everything to pursuing success strictly through artwork & at one point my dad understood this. to me he probably...View all