Thursday, January 28, 2010

confessions of a street artist

...a family friend's pet

""i have spoken out a few times on the street about having been molested, and have been blessed to have inspired others to share their story with me.
i am constantly trying to find closure but can't seem to stop making variations of this confession. it's who i am apparently. no matter how far i run or how honest i am, i will always be that little kid, the victim, at that moment of innocence lost. stenciling, wandering, pasting, wondering, suffering, all i really know is that i need to continue screaming what i've always been afraid to whisper."

cascading confession

cascading confession

the sky's the gimmick. the ground's the limit.

over the edge and into the rock bottom

confessions of a street artist

it's not like it wasn't me...

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