enter-the-putang:

Yo, this is a lesson in friendship

The depths of a kinship

What women and men begin with, and then slip

My pen drips

As I scribble my thoughts on thin strips

Of emotion

A fraction, seduction, attraction

Eruption of passion

Corrupts if a lasted friendship’s involved

But love to cross the line

But that’s why we built these walls

(via zoop3r)

humansofnewyork:

“It seems that the more I tried to make my life about the pursuit of art, the more money controlled my life: collecting unemployment insurance, the humiliation of borrowing money from friends and family, tossing and turning at night while trying to figure out how to pay the rent. To survive I had to work hard jobs and afterwards I’d feel too tired and too stressed to paint. It’s very hard to create under those circumstances. Creativity is a delicate process. Often times I wonder if I should have just pursued a career for the first half of my life, obtained some degree of financial security, and then transitioned into art.”

humansofnewyork:

“It seems that the more I tried to make my life about the pursuit of art, the more money controlled my life: collecting unemployment insurance, the humiliation of borrowing money from friends and family, tossing and turning at night while trying to figure out how to pay the rent. To survive I had to work hard jobs and afterwards I’d feel too tired and too stressed to paint. It’s very hard to create under those circumstances. Creativity is a delicate process. Often times I wonder if I should have just pursued a career for the first half of my life, obtained some degree of financial security, and then transitioned into art.”

Got to walk amongst the trees yesterday. There was a pretty sweet cabin along the way. 

I spent Saturday evening at a good friend’s wedding. It was outside, the weather was nearly perfect with a little wind. A very special day for Matthew and Jessica.