Tuesday, September 9, 2014

"This seems so f---ing lame to say but I feel like my art became kind of a metaphor— an example of my life. Because a bunch of s----y things kept happening. I’ve always been so f---ing lucky. Everything has always just been easy for me. And at the beginning of this year, I hated 2014 because everything that could go wrong kept going wrong. Being in the hospital, my dog dying...Everything just kept sh---ing on me and sh---ing on me. So then I started taking all of those s--- things and making them good, and being like, I’m using it. My brother and my friends all said that’s what they felt I was doing. So, that’s how I started making art. I had a bunch of f---ing junk and s---, and so instead of letting it be junk and s---, I turned it into something that made me happy. I just sit around and smoke weed anyway, so I might as well sit around, smoke weed, and do something. And this is me doing something. I love it."

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