I’ve always loved to paint but drawing is a different story probably because I’m not very good at it. My boyfriend on the other hand can draw anything I can think of and do it in one line without lifting the pen from paper. It’s like fucking magic! I could watch him draw for hours. We moved to Los Angeles over a year ago and I began to get more involved in his art. In June 2010 David got his first big wall downtown LA and a new chapter began. I adore painting with him. I love being involved in his work on a hands on level and supporting him is all I want to do. On a selfish note I find it extremely therapeutic I’ve almost become an addict!
Check out David’s website for more info on his art www.DavidFloresArt.com
“For Attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run their fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.
People, more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands,
one for helping yourself and the other for helping others.”
“When I stepped out into the bright sunlight from the darkness of the movie house, I had only two things on my mind: Paul Newman and a ride home.”
“It’s not just money…We’re sophisticated to the point of not feeling anything. Nothing is real with us.”
“So Cherry Valance, the cheerleader, Bob’s girl, the Soc, was trying to help us. No, it wasn’t Cherry the Soc who was helping us, it was Cherry the dreamer who watched sunsets and couldn’t stand fights.”
“The fight for self-preservation had hardened him against caring.”
“I had taken the long way around, but I was finally home. To stay.”
“Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold…”