Now that he's passed on, I feel the need to separate and preserve my adoration of his creativity, dedication, and contribution - keeping those memories free and clear from any twisted scandal or otherwise bizarre behavior/appearance that has entertained us (in our own perverted way) and kept countless tabloids ("junk food" as I heard Michael say once in an interview) highly profitable. He's paid the price in many ways, one could definitely argue, and a lot about human beings can be learned from the peeks and valleys of his story. On a day like today, though, I can only dwell on the positive... so much positive. Much love, MJ. Your career will be celebrated for generations.
Quick back track.. As I was leaving the gym this afternoon, CNN had JUST reported that MJ was rushed to a hospital. At that moment, this song started bumpin' loud in my head. By the time I got home, showered, and flipped on NY1, he was dead.
REMEMBER THE TIME
Okay. Sorry to get heavy and off topic. Back to ME! God, blogging makes me feel like such a tool sometimes. :/
Painted a little this week, nothing major. Couldn't leave that ugly "Active Intellect 2" (from a couple posts back) alone. I think it's finally on its way to turning out halfway decent. Vegas nightclub scene, en route.
