Suicide is a topic that has for many years been near to me. Through my life, I have known several people who have killed themselves. My community and the nation at large is facing an astounding rate of suicide. The topic even hit home when my stepbrother killed himself. Experiencing passive suicidal thoughts for many years of my life lead me to have many deep feelings on the topic. These suicidal thoughts have receded as I age and learn to cope with life better. The thought of suicide is a concept we get exposed to and then either carry with us or let go. For me, I carried these thoughts for years and from time to time the idea still comes to my mind. Now the thoughts are of sympathy and of ways to alleviate these thoughts and feeling from our community
“Find Your Words “ is a public art campaign created by Kaiser Permanente with the goal of raising awareness about mental health and suicide. The city of Pueblo was chosen to host an installment of this campaign. The painting is sectioned into three parts all repeating the phrase “WE ARE IN THIS TOGETHER”. The artists involved in the project were The Creatures Crew and Mike Fudge and then we worked as a group with The Boys and Girls Club, The Daisy Girls and other local children to create the third section of the wall. It was great to work with Kaiser Permanent on a project related to suicide and mental health awareness. Pueblo suffers a high suicide rate. It was a great honor to use my voice and my art skills to help remove the stigmas surrounding the talking about mental health and suicide. Continue reading Find Your Words
The first thing I really excelled at was shoplifting.
You take the risk to try something for the first time for the thrill of it.
You get away with it, and before you know it becomes a habit.
Of course, I knew it was wrong, but like all things naughty, they can be exciting, so we proceed.
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A Shithole City: Pueblo Colorado is referred to as many things, Home Town, Home of Heroes, Steel City, Pue Town, The Blo, and currently “The Lo”. The Lo-Down, Down-Lo, home of heroin, Steal City. Where we gangbang for little-league, play chicken in these streets, dark figures appear in allies repeatedly, and the dragon chasers create waves for us all to ride. Continue reading Down Lo
Sad Sad City, The state mental case, Pueblo: A love story, tragically.
A city with depressive tendencies.
Symptoms include: recklessness, passively actively suicidal, manic, anxious, drug addictions likely.
A DANGER TO US ALL!!!!!!! Continue reading Sad Sad City
It took nearly two years for the project to come to fruition, but it finally happened; I painted a mural with a group of inmates from Florence Prison Camp outside of the prison walls in the town of Canon City. As a group project, we painted a 45-foot long mural inside of the Prison Museum. Working on this project was the incredibly fulfilling and also an educational experience like none I have had. Spending a total of six days with the guys, we accomplished an impressive mural to the benefit of the public. Continue reading Dusk to Dawn
Guns, drugs, anti-authoritarian dragons give chase, destruction, death, and peace. Spray paintings, clouds of smoke, the rumble of the bass, the broken window trespassing, dark figures in the alley. These are elements of events that occurred this week, in an alley and on a wall, with my main man Vogey.
Continue reading HI-LO
Pull the blade, reveal the shank, grasp the shiv, unsheathe the knife, prepare for penetration; behind, behind, further behind, all the way back, the furthest way around. Sting, burn, drip, drip, drip goes the blood. The tip enters, thoughts occur, feelings follow. The pain, the deepest feelings. The out of sight slicing, cutting, slashing, sticking, shanking, the stabbing in the back. Continue reading SwitchKnives Reversed
The Construction of a cardboard village had my mind running, my imagination turning. First, the excitement of making new things and then the sadness of the state of our community would come to mind. From seeing all the trash that we discard daily, to confronting issues of use and re-use, and each of our “places” in society. Building cardboard houses most notably lead me to think about homelessness.
Continue reading Home Less