Overwhelming Gratitude for Creative Sparks and How I Arrived There

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Hey Neon Friends,

Overwhelming gratitude a little adrenaline via creativity, neon illuminated visuals care of Grok Imagine, and my mind is full of vision that I want to get down on paper.

Overwhelming gratitude a little adrenaline via creativity, neon illuminated visuals care of Grok Imagine, and my mind is full of vision that I want to get down on paper.

I loved playing music. I learned to play guitar at 12 years old and started my first punk rock band at the same time. I learned fast. I was never great, but I loved it.

I used to be thankful for music. I loved being in bands, although with my overwhelming stage fright I didn't get very far. There is nothing like playing music and clicking in perfect timing with those other people playing with you. I do miss it.

Later though, I found drawing and art, and since I'm not very good I kept it hidden from my accomplished artist friends. Talented friends is an odd affliction. How do you overcome that? I chose to hide. I shouldn't have.

Hollywood was an oddly beautifully ugly place. It was always perfectly misty. I drank a lot, too much self medicating. The drip drip of thick, freezer held gin, I kept at her house, and then.. her apartment, and her apartment and so on.

I drew on the walls of my slummed out apartment in Hollywood with colored chalk. It was beautiful (in my mind). It was perfectly mine, unique, wild, and mine. My best friend at the time, who has since "self" passed (sad). He believed in me. Such a good friend. He took one of the wildest pictures I ever drew and had it tattooed on his arm. I was so extremely honored. I miss him.

Then I found fluorescents, and I discovered a way to take my boring drawings and make them beautiful by masking the imperfections with black light fluorescent Copic markers.

Then after that, AI came around... I lost my mind in the freedom to take my enfeebled, challenged talents and dress them up in chaos and neon illuminated dreamscapes and wild self branded images. It was better than any music or drawing that I have ever created. I have never been so happy in that aspect of my life. I'm grateful...

I'm grateful for punk rock and guitar. I'm grateful for art, drawing, and creativity—the spark. I'm thankful for being unafraid, taking freedoms to draw on my walls. I'm thankful for a chaotic life, abuses endured, and how it somehow opened my creative mind.

I’m truly grateful for every one of you that took time out of your busy day to read this newsletter. THANK YOU

You? What are you grateful for. If you are or you aren't, please respond to this newsletter and let me know why. I would love to hear about it.

I started a new job this week, which I’m grateful for. I just have not had a chance to write much. I will be posting more newsletters soon.