This was meant to be a joke, when I worked at Old Glory back in 2006, doing front counter stuff, Mark Kotula had me bloodline his leg. No instruction other than pedal to the metal and go for it “Hahaha, this will be fucking hilarious” type thing.
Needless to say, I had no idea that I’d end up lucky enough to be a part of such an awesome, inspiring, supportive artistic community.
It’s extremely humbling (and flattering,) that people allow our work to be an outward expression of their emotional, spiritual, and intellectual selves. It boggles my mind when I truly sit and think about what I get paid to do for a living. I couldn’t be any luckier.
I don’t do it enough, but thank YOU, if you’re reading this, for giving a crap, for supporting me in my “artistic” endeavors over the past few years (or months/weeks/days,) as I’ve been trying to jump start a career in an industry that relies predominantly on disposable income during the so called “great recession”. Thank you for helping me maker this work.
I mean it in the most sincere way possible when I say, Thank you for being awesome, for inspiring me, and pushing me to work harder every day!