“I usually draw alone in my car. Very few people know I am doing it. I think I may be hiding somewhat, in the car. Having people watch while I do it would be a bit of a buzz-kill. Don’t tread on my zen, man. (READ MORE.)

It is a non-stop shifting of slimy honey covered everything. The smell of honey fills every pore, the acid rots my teeth as I can’t resist a perfect piece of the most raw sugar ever and continue to stuff my mouth, chewing the wax cells like bubble-gum. (MORE.)