So, I’ve been busy.
Or just plain ass demotivated.
And then I fell for a woman.
Made an album for her.
Confessed my feelings.
Asked her to a fish place.
And… hopefully that’s still happening.
Then, I rediscovered my artistic side. My ability to create, and my god, some of the results are absolutely amazing. Some were inspired by Danyelle, some by whatever emotion I was feeling at the time, and some I was just messing around with the higher resolution and letting my finger wander around!
I feel empowered, I feel like I found that missing thing that’s going to allow me to express myself without people flipping out about whatever it is they think I could possibly mean.
I’ve forgotten my talent for artwork, and this means I’ve forgotten an essential part of who I am as a person.
I’m not just some random writer, not just a youtuber, not just some worker bee at a corporate hotbox.
I’m not a lost puppy constantly following someone around.
I am Morgan James Gavin.
First grandchild of the Gavin family, Wanderer of the High Desert, Lyrics Wizard, badass creator, maker of five albums within a month.
I am an artist, author, musician, and mother fucker, I know Kung Fu.
Yes, love is the energy that fuels my passions, but love is not what defines me, my works are. My personality, my friendships, the connections I’ve made along the way. I am the person I am because of the good and bad experiences I’ve had growing up, as well as during the journey of my adult life.
Are there moments in time I wish I could redo?
Of course there are, BUT, without those experiences, I would not be the person I am today.
Of course, learning to drive and having the gumption to actually follow through with getting my license is kind of important.
I am not a player, I do not mess around when I find someone that i’m attracted to.
These works are from the core of my soul, my heart beat resonates within them to speak a hidden truth that is unique to each and every person that views them.
This is my truth.
This is my rule of law.
My bank account is horrifyingly low.
Holy fucking shit, but at least it’s not completely drained like it usually is.
Plus, I have a reliable ride.
Been a while, huh?
So, I’ve been busy.