All my inspiration comes from music. How could it not? I have been completely consumed with music my entire life. I have gone through so many years of my life where the only thing I wanted to do was sit in a room, drink whiskey, listen to records, and cry. That has always been my favorite pastime. And as the nights would wear on, I would always end up painting.
Thank God, today I am almost twelve years sober. And thankfully , I still have the opportunity to listen to music, paint and cry, but not need the alcohol and drugs. Who needs them with all the torment I deal with every day for taking another man’s life?
As I sit in prison, 10 years so far, I get to think daily of the bad decisions I have made and the people I have hurt along the way.
For years I was a musician and songwriter but addiction took everything from my life. I am not alone. So many have made this same journey.
A DUI fatality wreck ended 2 lives, the young man who was killed instantly and my own by my choices that made me a felon and sent me to prison.
My sentence was 50 years, 40 in and 10 out. Art has made all the difference in my mental health in this place. There has to be some way to redeem one's life, to express the years of evolving emotions and make some positive statement.