FIRE IN MY SOUL

Where to begin. 2017 seemed to contain so much hope after the year we had been through. From personal and family trials, to beloved celebrity deaths, to the end-of-days election…And now I wake up every morning, put on my imaginary Guy Fawkes mask and set out to stir up some shit.

Art has become my yogic breathing. Thank my stars that I get to do it for a living.

So, here we go 2017! I am back to my neglected blog with new images, hope and a soul full of fire.   trumpSMHSMBSM DSM FSM