It’s January 1st and that is supposed to mean something. But all it means to me at the moment is how fucking stressful things have been lately. I do not see an end to this insanity until I am completely in charge of everything I do. 2017 was really the most stressful year I have had since I was hit by the car in 2009. We all go through it, we all have joy and suffering.
I am really working hard on the study for my formal composition painting. It is going to be a while before I start the actual painting itself.
This is my first tattoo of the year.