Here's a throwback from this old show in Brooklyn. I feel like the treadmill is not at quite as steep an incline, but still there. This is when I was heavy getting into ink. So much of what we go through in this country as working people is about keeping capitalism going and fighting for the almighty dollar. Sometimes it makes me imagine what would I do if I (we) didn't have to live this way.
If you missed the previous Old Art post, here it is: Big Daddy Kane
Here's an old ink drawing I did of an Afro Pick.