From 3/10/09

I was walking on Lincoln Road on South Beach

I saw the subject of one of my pieces... over 2 years later

I cannot get the image of this person out of my head.

Still talking... to himself
Still dreaming... like you couldn't possibly imagine.

Wearing pink flip-flops

It sounds strange, but, I envy this person. Absolute freedom. Free to be whoever he wants.

If I don't make it as a performer... I'm going to be like this man. I'm dreaming of it. Nappy hair. No home. Hunger. Delirium. Pink flip-flops.

This is who I am when I grow up.