I’ve been a stranger for much of this summer, I know. Last Wednesday, my entire world was upended when I lost my dad. We’ve had a huge outpouring of support from friends, family, and some of the people reading my words right now.
I know there are thousands of you out there who have come to expect a certain standard -a ceaseless flow of contemporary art, music, poetry, and etcetera - from this thing called inthemess.
So where am I going with this? I want you to know that I’m reevaluating a lot of things in my life. This blog is one of them. I need to take more personal ownership over the time I spend on this site. So, while my posting may become more infrequent, it will come from my own head, heart, and hands.
If that’s an unacceptable thought for you, then I will bid you a fond farwell. For the rest of you, stay tuned as I struggle to fill the world with my own brand of art, music, and my beloved etcetera. I’m going to be a better man. Some day, I hope to be half the creative dynamo my father was. I’m going to make you so proud, Dad.
We lost my dad suddenly last night. We rushed home in a 3 hour drive , but we didn’t make it in time. My dad is a lion hearted, exceedingly brilliant man. I had so much more to learn from him. What the hell do I do? So lost. So goddamn lost.