I feel like….



My biggest mural yet

Finally it’s done and here it is a nightmare piece completed.

The size of this project alone had me stressing big time in the beginning because it was then that I saw absolutely no end to this thing.  But slowly, things began to progress and towards the end I even had a little bit of help from another mural painter. He did the spaceship part and the underwater seas. Even though you can’t see that because Jen and I are standing in the way.

It’s funny because when Jen came to see me last weekend I said “hope you don’t mind but this picture were gonna take… I’m more concerned with trying to get the mural entirety in the picture”. I knew this meant it would be a shot from far off, though the picture came out great.

Jen looks great.

The piece looks awesome.

And me…I look mediocre in comparison to this amazing person and completed piece I am standing next too.

A good friend Justin Young, who just recently went home from here, outlined this project. He drew it on the wall and was released before he could get any further on it. So it was then that I took over on it.

The biggest thing that motivated me throughout work on this project was thinking that after I’m released possibly trying to donate a piece similar to this one to a children’s hospital or some sort of youth center.

I’ve done a lot of wrong in my life and I am always eager for a chance to try and do some good in any way I can. However meager that may seem. But that’s just me in the literally form, trying to “right my wrongs”.

Since completing this project I hear after every weekend how so many people take pictures with their loved ones in front of this piece during visitation.

Especially, their kids!

Guys are always telling me how their kids come in and see this piece and say “that’s Captain Jack daddy!” or “That’s Doc Mcstuffins!”

It’s a great feeling to have accomplished something that can add even just a little bit of happiness to people’s lives here.


“Release…What a distant thought”

One thing I haven’t talked a lot about threw these blogs and stories is going home. The reason being, cause I just don’t think about it much. Of course, I do want to go home and I can’t wait for that day, but it seems so far away.

Every day here at this prison that is often referred to as a “go home” facility, I see guys do just that, go home.

About 99% of the time, I’m not even affected by that. Even as I myself, slowly start inching closer to the day when this is finally over for ME.

But this week, release has been a heavy thought on my mind. A good friend of mine, a guy I went to school with, a guy who help me get the job I now have painting art at the prison went home today.

I’m happy to see this guy go, too. He has so much potential to get out of here and do great things.

I wish him nothing but the best as he transitions back into society.

There aren’t a lot of guys here who take their lives as seriously as I do when it comes to getting out and staying out, while also using their talents to strive for success. But my home boy “C” certainly is one of those guys.

It’s a bitter sweet time for me as I watch C go home. He has been locked up for a year longer than I have, and I know he is happy to have this over with.

As I think about this, I think about my own release.

I also think about how much time I have left to serve, too.

21 months.

That feels like fucking life to me, probably why I don’t think about release too much.

But I also think about all that I hope to accomplish with this time that I have left. I think about how hard I still have to work to get where I want to be.

I hope my good friend C goes home and does amazing things.

Eventually…I will get the opportunity to do the same.