First off I want to apologize for not uploading anything recently life has turned upside down inside out backed over the chiropractor and then set him on fire... I have been having some difficult times and I would like to share a little bit first and foremost my work life is overtaken everything and has made life very difficult to balance between what I need to do what I want to do and what I have to do... That's life...

But Today I need to talk about something... important, it is a dark day.

something tragic, for a very long time now I have been taking care of my parents both could barely walk health failing them to some extent... My mom is a tough old bird, however my dad is Health began to fail him, he always had back problems he would always be stubborn about it of course... he need always complain about the little things or what's going on in the news or politics it was his favorite subject, it was like a sport for him...

in recent months he even attempted to force me to remove all my art from the internet for fear of political backlash. personally I don't care about politics and I really don't care what he said. I have this art page because I love art, I love to draw, it makes me happy, it's my zen... And I wasn't going to let my father or anyone else say otherwise... Me and my father would get into disagreements a lot but there were some good times too... Not many but there were I guess...

on the 24th of October my dad passed away, it was quick, it happened in front of me and my daughters, it took us all by surprise. we tried for a long time to revive him using CPR and when the medical Teams came to help and to try resuscitate him and failed... I guess it seems it was to be his time. My dad always had a knack for doing things his way, I guess this was his last great fuck you life... and he died peacefully at home in his favorite chair demanding coffee... I always had a disagreements with my dad on and off, he was always a hard ass, that comes from a military career I guess. I only found out 2 months ago that my dad was a sergeant, I had no idea! I always knew he served but he never talked about it... He was always difficult to talk with or talk to because usually and most of the time if I ask my dad one simple question he would give me a long winded speech and then it usually turned into talking about politics, or a religious sermon, my father was very religious... I just hope he found his peace.

As for me, I have been spending a lot of my time lately focusing on finding all of my dad's paperwork and responsibilities and trying to figure it all out. me and my family are still in shock over the affair.

But what is most unnerving is the house is definitely quieter, my dad would always listen to the news at ear piercing volume, but it's almost an unsettling quiet now... like something's missing... my father...


now Let's talk a little bit about my art... I'm going to try and start posting again here pretty quick if I can. I have lots of projects I want to work on or finish and I'm definitely working on my art style. In recent months I have been trying to improve and learn from art books and artists on ways to improve my style every chance I get. sometimes drawing is the only thing that helps keep me going... It just drives me nuts knowing that I am just now getting a chance to post stuff that's from back in 2016 when some of the stuff I've been working on and practicing is becoming I guess what you would call next level which is something I've been trying to work towards for a very long time and I hope at one point I can share it with everyone but for now all I ask is for a soft solemn prayer for me and my family on this dark day.