For my homie.
went to the labor day rally with my cousin vicki yesterday…..she is a big duggan supporter and part of the staff of his bid for mayor
….interesting things happening here in the big D in the campaign for mayor…
if you are unaware…do your research….we might have to steal the windy city term from chicago
danny my cousin/buddy went on a safari yesterday in his neighbors abandoned back yard…..this fucking thing put the fear of god in me.
i shot and filmed for a couple hours drenched in sweat and literally was steaming due to my paranoia of spiders….besides the multiple anxiety attacks…it was a rewarding and true adventure with my detroit brother
I got so much trouble on my mind. I refuse to lose. Heres your ticket. Every time I get wicked.
ENJOY THE FUCK OUT OF LIFEsome low res comps of an art project im brewing.
its loosely related to kids losing there innocence due to drug addicted parents & the love of throwing things in the air and photographing them.
type treatment is from my buddy shane parrish which inspired the composition.
The best mirror is an old friend.
i had this idea that it didn’t matter whether an artist is called an artist, or a designer or illustrator or whatever else it was. the core value was always the act of making things, and the transformation of an idea that you hold in your mind that becomes real or material. that to me still is the glory of any creative activity.
the glory of the PROCESS defined by milton glaser