I remember the day I promised my self I wouldn't shave my head again when I got stressed out. It was this insane day where I was unable to paint. I was in Raleigh, NC and looking at myself in this giant mirror naked and a sketch book was on the counter. I keep telling myself to just days all my parts and I was second guessing everything. Corrine Bailey Rae's husband had just been found dead and my then marriage was failing. My hair was the only thing I really felt good about so I made a promise to not cut it until the last Iraq war ended. I don't know why I picked that as my focal point. It just become my thing to rage against with hair and honestly i loved it. I was really poor...like eating potatoes with rice and curry powder all three meals a day for a year poor. Needless to say I got very sick but my hair just kept growing super long.
The painting I first did became a big focus for a few years for people. I never really got it...I kind of still don't like it.
It was so strange but it restarted me.