Way back in September of 1989 I entered a rehab center for drug and alcohol abuse. I was seriously fucked up and quite honestly trying my best to kill myself each and every day with whatever I could get my hands on to help me along that final journal...Seriously, there wasn't a day in the 80s when I didn't take a drug or drank a lot. Had it not been for a couple of things, a friend and the shrinking ability of my skills of drawing and painting became a revelation and so I made the very difficult decision to go to rehab. The first thing they did was put me in the 'Screaming Room' to allow the drugs in my system began to be pissed or sweated out of my system and trust me, this process is beyond any pain you could possibly think of and the whole seeing things that may or may not have been there is enough to drive a person crazy. Then came the serious shit. If you've ever seen the movie 'Clean and Sober' then you can get a hint about what the process is about. ...
Back in high school my math teacher had us figure out how old we'd be at the turn of the century and the concept of being a half of a century old really freaked me out...It never occurred to me that I could die at any time. Being young we don't really think all that much of death...That happened to 'Old' people...You know, anyone over 30. We were stupid that way. I spent the last part of that life discovering just how fragile life really is. And how quickly it passes. In college I joined a Coven, a bold move because Witchcraft was considered 'Satanic' back then...And so was the Coven...I'll leave it at that for now (In one of my older blogs I did go into as much detail as I could. There are those out there know why and what happened...It wasn't pretty). I guess I'll start with that this coming week...It's as good a place as any. This short note is to give some friends the address of my blog because it's more open and honest with my artwo...
Looking at the world today it's pretty easy to say we're a mess, we're doing what humanity has been doing since we stood erect and called ourselves 'Human'...We fight, we hate, we covet and we all want to be right about something...Anything. Face it, we're a greedy, petty species and we'll argue about our worth without a thought. For centuries humans were taught we were the center of the universe, that everything revolved around us, that we were special. Somewhere along the line religions were built around this idea. We couldn't, and some still can't, bend our minds around the idea that we weren't just dropped down onto this incredibly beautiful planet and told to take care of it and we'll be rewarded for our efforts. Okay, that's a bit simplified but religion is a tricky thing. In the ancient world there were 'Gods' for everything, the forest, the ocean, the sky, the sun...Everything and everyone had a 'God' they could ...
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