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Thanks For Coming. I hope you had fun. And I knew I wasn't crazy. I could taste the secrets off your tongue.

I love our ride. And I did dream.

But three's a crowd. And you should have mentioned it under the wild stars of the serengeti, where we were far away riding a blank canvas.

Japanese Ink, Pencil, Oils, Acrylic on paper

710mm x 840mm

They lived together in Brooklyn, Best Friends, One of them paid more rent than the other. When they left Brooklyn, they never spoke again.

India Ink, Lead, Oil Paint on Paper

1010mm x 1150mm

They said they're not afraid. But you know, even when you hurt us, when you pretend we're invisible, or that we're not good enough, we love. We love. We give. We love.

India Ink, Lead, Colored Pencil, Acrylic Paint, Goache on Paper

900mm x 650mm

I fell in love with him in Spanish class. He had a girlfriend named Gandja. One night, months later he called me drunk and told me to come over. The next day he broke up with Gandja. Six months later, he told me he would leave for India for half a year. When he left, I fell in love with someone else. He came back, and tried to seduce back my love. I confessed I didn't want him anymore.

India Ink, Oil Paint, Acrylic Paint on Paper

1010mm x 1150mm

This is what he calls me, An Affair with a Man who never revealed he was married

India Ink, Oil Paint, Acrylic Paint, Pencil on Paper

28mm x 1010mm

SUMMER, 2016

FRIDAY We Drove to Cape Cod 

SUNDAY We Returned to New York

MONDAY NIGHT I cried on my floor when he went out with another woman 

WEDNESDAY MORNING I cried under his wing on the streets of Fort Greene after my best friend told me to Leave her For Forever

WEDNESDAY NIGHT He invited me to Italy as we sat under the stars in park in Brooklyn

THEN We Spooned in my Bed And He Told me He loved Me

THURSDAY NIGHT I gave him head

FRIDAY MORNING He gave me a Key to his house

THE NEXT WEEK He told me he wanted a family with me

THE NEXT MONTH We roadtriped through Italy

THE NEXT 10 MONTHS I lived at his house and spent my paychecks on the rent of my empty apartment

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SPRINGTIME, 2017

MONDAY I asked if I could give up my apartment

FRIDAY I began to pack

FRIDAY NIGHT He got mad at me

SATURDAY MORNING We made up and made love

SUNDAY We moved all my things out of my apartment

SUNDAY NIGHT We saw a movie 

MONDAY MORNING I left my key for my landlord

MONDAY AFTERNOON I went to work while he looked through my phones, my past life, my pieces, my stories

MONDAY NIGHT I cried all night while he hardened cold and scared me to death

EVERYDAY We broke a bit more, I cried, And he grew more cold

THURSDAY MORNING He told me he didn’t want me anymore

FRIDAY NIGHT I left with my dog and a suitcase 

India Ink, Oil Paint, Acrylic Paint, Goache on Paper

800mm x 1010mm

What if everyone took off their masks, held each other close and danced for just one warm evening? Somewhere, it happens.

India Ink, Colored Pencil, Oil, Goache on Paper

1150mm x 1600mm

We're never too old to feel good, And there's beauty in the absurd

Japanese Ink, Oil Paint, Goache on Paper

711mm x 1828mm

Somewhere in Harlem, they used to make music. They moved away, got married, I don't know where they are now.

Japanese Ink, Colored Pencil, Oil Paint, Goache on Paper

810mm x 1828mm