So I dropped out of New York Gallery World and started doing public art projects centering on my thought.

But I didn’t stop painting, nor did I stop exhibiting my paintings.

Early on, I mostly exhibited my work in a couple of restaurant / coffee shop / bars up the street from where I lived in Washington Heights (NYC). They were called Bleu Evolution and Monkey Room and were owned by the same guy (whose name was Guy – pronounced Gee). I had an exclusive arrangement with Guy. I was the only person who showed there. I’d change the shows every couple of months.

The money was nowhere near what I had been making in galleries, but I got by. What’s more, I didn’t have to deal with gallery directors and I could hang writings on the wall once again with my work. I also got to know a lot of the clientele as people, and they got to know me.

A year or a few later, I met and moved in with Renee, who lived in Verona, NJ (30 minutes from NYC) and started showing locally in smaller galleries where my NYC credibility bought me the respect to do or say whatever I felt like doing or saying.

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Painting is like complicated handwriting. It reveals the internal character - the thought and life experiences of the artist.

As time went on, I was becoming increasingly more sensitive. I kept going back into my paintings, 15, 20 times, always feeling and seeing more and more.

It got to where I couldn’t let go of them.

I needed a break - something fast and fun.

This was after moving in with Renee.

Me and Renee are extremely sexual and sensual individuals. What’s more, we had both been involved in long-term relationships with spouses who were not.

Mere words cannot describe the pent-up passion that was released between us when we finally came together (and still pretty much exists today – ten years in as I write this).

We were dripping with sexuality, and it was spilling out all over the place.

As this was what I was mostly experiencing, keeping in mind that I was looking for a creative outlet that was fast and fun - I seized on the idea of drawing sexy cartoons.

I got to thinking about Blondie and Dagwood. They were always my sexy, cartoon, role model parents. I wondered what went on in the bedroom?

Turns out they are really hot lovers.

This was followed by a delightful series entitled “Big Dick.”

I then began a long series of cartoons featuring me and Renee, which soon expanded to include everyone we knew, before moving on to fictional characters.

Everyone was doing sexual activity, but it wasn’t orgy or porno vibe. It was more in the spirit of what little kids might do - only these kids were all grown up.

It was all very pure, innocent and fun.

I was worried that I was becoming obsessed, but I was having so much fun I didn’t care. The drawings, as well as the idea of this being an effective medium to convey my thought, developed fast.

It is a testimony of Renee’s deep and profound love and trust in me that she never, not one time, questioned or objected to what I was doing – a period of time during which I myself deeply considered that I might very well be completely nuts.

But after ten, twenty, thirty complete books of cartoons – the truth is in the pudding.

As with everything about my course, I often look back on what I have accomplished and I think that no one, not any person could have produced this kind of output of focused energy were they not deeply inspired for some very profound reason.

I’ve always felt that the best testimony of the depth and sincerity of what I am experiencing, is the non-stop outpouring of it. I’ve always been running as fast as I can.

I see my cartoons as being the perfect vehicle to express my thought, as I can’t imagine anyone not wanting to turn the page.

The universe waits for want.

As I write this, I have at least 50 complete books of cartoons. My current plan is to post the “safer” (not sexually explicit) ones on my website, and maybe self-publish the others.

I believe that they will go a long way toward facilitating the changing of the world as we have known it – ushering in an entirely new, completely different and pleasurable way of being.

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This is a primitive planet that is about to wake up.

Hold on tight boys and girls.

It’s going to be a much faster, and infinitely more exciting ride from now.

The next big thing is everybody.