jaroldsng

Comic Fiesta 2008 was mind blasting. it was my first time opening a booth and i'm glad it got a good response. There were alot of great booths out there which i wish i brought more money to spend on. damn my poverty artist lifestyle. Many many thanx to all who visited my area of the booth, im glad you guys liked the things i do. sorry carson for dragging you along. atleast you sculpted a coulpe of wicked heads. awesome cheers jarold

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Every now and then i find myself remembering a collected state of emotion i once put aside. Think of it as a growing tumor that explodes. I suppose this is a moment of growth, or maybe a moment of expansion or depression. Some grow by the minute,hour,day. I suppose mine ticks like a time-bomb. Growing and growing before it gives in. Then a rush of feelings, emotions, memories, grudges, fear, gorge my mind and spirit. Take it as a reality check, life check, rationality check. I walk my life some days feeling like I've dodged bullets. And soon there will be the that that all those fragments of lead would liquidate together, and soli