on the 13th day of a scorpio moon in the foothills of the Arkansas Ozark
Mountains to my scottish irish parents dismay...

  they took me in nonetheless, fed me, clothed me, sent me to schools and tried
to domesticate me

 eye attempted to live a normal life... finding employment,
trying to marry and even voting regularly.

 but failed mostly and when eye
reached full crow adulthood (around 33) realized eye could
no longer deny my coyote nature and immediately began
turning over tables and rattling the cages

  folks
immediately said eye was crazy and lots complained eye should stop what eye was doin (those is the folks that let you know you is doing something rite)   eye knew this was an
important breakthrough and immediately started looking for matches and kerosine

  my paintings are my pointless attempts to wake up my higher nature
as eye play with the beauty and the beast
within myself       eye currently fly between new mexico and arkansas finding   both lands give me lots of nutritions

      thank you for reading my words