Dying as an Artist and Becoming Undead

I died as an artist many times. It’s not so complicated. Just like the concept of a romantic drowning; drink in the darkness, and just let it take you. Just fade to black and don’t fight it. Accept fate. Accept failure. The killing room begins to fill slowly at first. Trickles and droplets from theContinue reading “Dying as an Artist and Becoming Undead”