I don't know what to label my art as because i don't know what it is. i don't control it. it keeps me awake at night and it doesn't let me sleep. i'll be falling asleep dreaming that i'm in a haunted house wandering the rooms and i'll see a painting hanging on the walls, i'll like the painting so much that it will shock me out of sleep and i'll immediately start sketching it out. sometimes i done even feel responsible for my art but rather like i'm just obeying orders from some unknown source. i haven't had any formal art training. i grew up poor as a child and didn't have much but always had pen and paper. i'd be cooped up in my room and would draw through the night. i contribute most of my influences to music, dreams, and random art i've seen as a child in catholic church. maybe thats why i paint what i paint. so much suffering and death painted delicately. so maybe somehow i was saved by jesus, maybe if it wasn't for being influenced by catholic art i wouldn't have made it through gang violence and drugs... or maybe if i would have finished school i would be a working stiff... maybe drugs were my salvation. either way this is the result.