That doesn’t mean that we’ve given up or can’t go on. It just means that for this moment we’re tired of pretending.
In thinking about it I want to ask any or all of my friends who know me and my art that if you ever catch me taking this concept about my photos to please slap me back to my senses
Well, today I’m feeling proud of myself for the bullets that I dodged all the while not feeling hopeful for when the next round begins.
When a man admits he’s afraid it is something. This is very true for me.
Depression sucks. I’m here to say. It ain’t no joke. It will capitalize on the smallest gap and blow ya up from the inside.
Rest in paradise, Sierra. Your memory will be a tattoo on my soul. Love you.
And having to do business with someone who’s lifestyle doesn’t fit my religious belief system isn’t trampling my religious rights because my religious rights don’t have that kind of authority in this country.
is no excuse to be lonely
I’m just an old man left to pick up the pieces of a life lived too foolishly at times and too much on the sidelines at other times. My art is pretty much all I’ve got left to hold onto. For me it’s more than making something nice for someone to look at. It’s me shaking my fists at the world and proclaiming “I’m still here!”
I don’t have a specific idea or style that I’m fixed to. I just have ideas that are spurred by my feelings regarding things and I want to express them. I want to make statements with my images, not just something cool to look at.
not only when it sounds good
I am alive. I am here. I am trying. That is enough
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