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1994
from a broken home in Los Angeles, which he also created. My Father had lost his lover this year. Art became my escape from pain and dark memories.  memories.

2016
I had made mistakes. Few but deep, selfish decisions led to consequences. My art evolved into designs and multi colored portraits. While some pieces were vibrant, most sent an ominous message of a man who felt regret, a broken heart, and who was searching, A prison created by my own hand.
2020
To be continued 

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