May Be Dying Now, But You Loved Me Once."
Public Debut at "Exhibit A," 2011.
Acrylic, 16" x 20".
was the third painting that I completed for my first collection
back in 2011. It was the most talked-about piece in "Exhibit
A," and I had a number of people who were interested in purchasing
it. In 2012, a married couple who were two of my most respected
competitors from back in my mobile days purchased the painting from
me, and I'm proud to say that it's now hanging in their house.
painting itself had a double meaning to me. It was the first
painting of mine to express my massive love of music; after all,
during the few mid-to-late-80s years before I started DJing, cassette
was my medium of choice when I bought new albums!
it had a more poignant underlying meaning.
me here, please: When we first get to know people (either
as friends or something more), often we can be completely crazy
about the person at first... but then as more and more time goes
by, those incredibly "special" people sometimes get swept
aside for newer people. It's not really fair, but that's the
way it often works.
in the day, I would buy a new album on cassette and play the hell
out of it, listening intently, studying the nuances of each song,
memorizing the lyrics... really loving that new cassette
because I couldn't afford another one for a little while and I thought
the music was awesome.
when I got more new cassettes, those older ones sometimes got lost.
I might eventually find them in the floorboard of my car after they'd
gotten ruthlessly baked in the hot summer sun for a couple of months.
Maybe they'd still be okay; maybe they wouldn't be. Often,
I wouldn't even bother to give them a try.
many times have you allowed old friends to fall into the back floorboard
of your life, allowing yourself to somewhat forget how awesome and
special they were at first so that you could put more emphasis on
the newer, more exciting, and more "immediate" people
that you were meeting?
time goes by and I continue to get older, I know that I will certainly
have friends who will pass away... or, inevitably, friends who will
hear the news when I pass away. In some cases, I know there
will be some sadness and regret, because someone got swept off to
the side and a great friendship was allowed to become stagnant and
possibly even forgotten. Again... it's not really fair, but
that's the way it often works.
may be dying now... but you loved me once."
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