Nothing counted more than kissing girls when I was a cute, happy, loving boy. A tyrant and fake, my father was. He was ruthless to me due to my actions or words. He set my mental illness so he could keep me from ladies. No one stopped him, was loving, and told me essentials in life. None made sense, and I felt confused and alone. Along my dark path, I met no one who was cute, loving, and honest. I faced ridicule and bullying. I couldn't fathom its alleged usefulness; it was awful. I tried to fit in so that I could be alive, but it was hard, and I got severe depression years later for no known cause. Even with the psychological help I received, my mental illness remains. I managed to secure an early retirement. So, a cool guy is seen poking out an index finger with the head slightly tilted back and smoking a joint. My mental disease lets me be envious and think he has many sexual affairs with women. In fact, sadly, he acts fake in the hopes that it will attract women. He fears reaching out to them, of being turned down, and of feeling tiny. Since he is power-hungry and because the world is evil, perfect, and hard, and women only want brave, cool guys, it's stupid. He shows that he isn't a good guy; a good guy is a cute, true, empathetic, and loving guy. So, to put him down, I show him a wonderful butterfly perched on his finger to support genuine, cute, loving folks. According to the phrases, he is not true, loving, and himself. Since I aspire to be as free as the small wacky figure, tribal art promotes a more truthful and tolerant way of life characterized by simplicity, tranquility, and freedom, and the hearts bring back the most important thing: love.

Artwork Size & Ink Base:

Size: 30 x 40 cm.

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