Some thoughts on watching basketball, making art, and (obviously) the Red Hot Chili Peppers
I so relate to this: “The stuff Adam and I write and draw is all going to be forgotten eventually. But we’re still compelled to keep writing and drawing because somehow writing and drawing are essential to who we are and how we want to live.”
I so relate to this: “The stuff Adam and I write and draw is all going to be forgotten eventually. But we’re still compelled to keep writing and drawing because somehow writing and drawing are essential to who we are and how we want to live.”