
just reminiscing about growing up by listening to punk music and how I adored skaters. Thought they were so cool, still do. I was never coordinated enough to skate board and tried not to dress or act like them in school for fear of being called a poser. I was the interloper, neither jock, nerd, or skater. Something in between. Ah, highschool. Ok, dry these tears. It's weird, corel draw effs with the color. I'll post just the art and the quirky circle thing so you can see the vas deference. Night.
















