One school night at about 12:00am as i was walking from the train station, on my way home to wash my clothes, I noticed a few of my friends who I associated myself with from when I was younger. They noticed me as well. So to not seem like a big shot ( you know the whole "oh I'm better than you" thing cause i go to college) I walked over, across the street to talk to them. There on the stoop of 526 Bergen st sat my good friend Chewy(20), P.J(16-17?), and Baby(18). They all lite up when they saw me, laughed, I laughed, shared jokes and such. They asked me what i've been up to and of course I replied "oh I go to school in SOHO for art". And Chewy usually comes in after me hyoing shit up, saying "Yeah son my nigga Kev is mad nice and shit. Niggas like the next Picasso and shit". I laugh and shake my head, wishing that he wouldn't of done that but very appreciative. As we sat, there were a lot of women dressed up in really tight slut dresses, passing by us, paying us no attention, looking nervous. Baby, P.J and Chewy cat called saying things like "Hey yall from Tennessee because your the on;y ten I see", and "HEY YOU OVER THERE... NO NOT YOU, YOU TURN AROUND!" I just sat next to Chewy laughing, feeling bad and a bit embarrassed. I remember thinking to myself "this is the same shit they were doing 2,3,4 years ago". I sat curious about them all (except Chewy because he's my good friend, I already knew what he was up to). I was especially curius about Babies well being since i haven't seen him in a while, he's a really good friend of mine, so i asked him how he was doing. He looks staight ahead down the block, his body positioned to a slant, he says "I got a kid...thats basically whats new with me. I still go to school, still balling." He was working in a McDonald's but quit cause his co-workers were pissing him off. Now he can't find a job due to the fact that the economy is so bad. Chewy quit his job because the pay wasn't resonable, can't find a job for the same reason. P.J was about to be a father to two children but the girl got an abortion. Then I recently overheard that my friend David had a baby boy. He's really good at basketball, trying to make a profession out of it.

I just sat there empty inside, cold. There were no words to describe the pain I felt. It was certainly a mix of anger and sorrow. They all are headed in a direction that the world expects of them. For this is the same exact reason why I decided to dorm, to get away from this reality. It scared me because I was headed in there direction. What also bothered me was that I knew them from when I was a little kid. I've seen this scenerio played out many a times in the hallways of my high school. It bothered me, but I think the fact that I grew up with these individuals it hurt so much more. I just wish i could of showed them the path, the path that shimmers gold and is paved with dreams for sale, clean air and such. I wish i could do something, but I have my own situation to sort out. I think about them and I see them ( I say watup). Even though I disappointed in them I still believe in them, I care about them.

These images that I've posted were spawned off of that night, but they don't discuss that night. instead these images talk about a lot of things purtaining to the youth today in my eyes. Its a very heavy subject and i just wanted to approach it in a humorous yet heavy manner.

This is from my last drawing project. We were asked to pick two opposing adjectives and make a series of drawings based off of them. I going to continue this series until I get tired of them.