Wounded Knee
On October 19th, at approximately 11:00pm, I broke my left knee. I was at a Flogging Molly show at the historic Fillmore auditorium in San Francisco, and had just taken a few turns around the pit, when I saw a little kid fall down in front of me. I bent to help him get up before he could trampled by the crowd, when, suddenly, some guy flew out of the crowd and landed on my knee. I heard a crunch, felt immediate searing pain, and was unable to stand on or move my left leg.
I had to army crawl across the crowded concert floor, calling for a medic, my arms and hands getting stepped on the whole way. I managed to make it about halfway across the floor before I just couldn't take it anymore and continued to call out for medics to come and get me.
They managed to get me to the medic's station, where I waited for the concert to end so my girlfriend could come and get me to the hospital.
Once at San Francisco General hospital, I was given some pain meds, some x-rays, a CT scan, and a diagnosis of "broken knee" and then sent back across the bay to try and go home.
I managed to get up the stairs to my apartment by sliding backward up each stair. The whole process took me about an hour and a half. I finally managed to get some sleep.
When i woke up, it was off to Oakland's Highland Hospital for further evaluation, and to set up an appointment for surgery to rebuild my knee.
It's been some time since all of that happened... I've got a full leg cast on, now. I'm staying with my mom, and trying not to go crazy. I won't be able to walk for about 3 months, and I just got my computer set up so I can keep busy. My boss won't allow me to work from home, so I'm having to take side jobs to get some money in my account. I'll also be filing for disability. Hopefully, the state doesn't fight me too hard on that.
All in all, I'm in a pretty sorry state of affairs these days. But, I'm trying to stay positive and busy, and I'm thankful that I'll only be immobile for 3 months instead of my whole life. I have moments where I really feel sorry for myself, and moments where I want to freak out. But, everyone has been pretty supportive and patient, so those moments are getting fewer and farther between.
Anyway... I'll most likely have a lot more time to do artwork, so you all can expect to see some new stuff coming soon.
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I'm back
It's been years since I checked in here.
Let's catch up a bit, shall we?
I turned 40 a few days ago. It's not as bad as people warned me it would be.I recently got married to a girl I had been dating since I started on DA. :)I moved to Connecticut and back to California.I changed jobs twice.I rebranded a 125 year old non-profit.So many smaller changes happened that I can't list them all here. Suffice to say, my focus, attitude and skills have changed pretty dramatically over the years. I'm hoping to start posting some of my newer work here soon. I'm also planning on using DaPortfolio to showcase my work professionally.
I've notice that
The Healing Process
Ok, everyone...
I've been a depressed slacker.
I know that I said I'd have a lot more time to create and post artwork, and then, suddenly... nothing! I haven't done anything on here for months.
What's been going on during my time away from DA?
For my part, I've been limping through my days...
My leg is about 75% of what it used to be. This means I walk with a cane, which is a hell of a lot better than not walking at all. And, at least I don't have to use a walker anymore. I'm proud of myself for being able to climb stairs and take walks around the grocery store.
Of course, this totally sedentary lifestyle hasn't done anything for m
A few thoughts...
I always meant to be an illustrator.
I love drawing... I mean really drawing. Pulling ideas and images out of my head to communicate with the world. It's really the only time I ever feel like I'm doing what I was meant for.
Maybe I'm not the best illustrator in the world. That's ok with me. As long as I keep drawing, I improve with every piece. I become aware of my strengths and weaknesses. I progress. Drawing makes me feel like I have some purpose.
But, somehow, I ended up a graphic designer.
Most of the time I'm not drawing... I'm simply creating and arranging design elements on a page. I'm manipulating the viewer's eye by use o
34
Last year, on the anniversary of my birth, I listed a bunch of experiences I've had that have helped me become who I am. The list ended up sounding pretty incredible, unbelievable, and surreal.
This year has been remarkably NORMAL for me.
No spectacular highs or lows.
Well, that's not true.
I did finally make it to the 102nd story of the Empire State building. That's pretty high.
And, I threw doughnuts at my mom while she was drunk. That's pretty low.
I digress.
There doesn't seem to be anything special about being 34.
But the number 34 itself is actually pretty cool.
You can read about it here.
I won't be partying till I drop.
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That sucks, man. Never had a brocken knee but my shins and knees are killing me from Airborne School...might have problems by the time I'm 40. In any case, I say take these three months to work on your art, despite how painful and frustrating the immobility may be. At least you can remain productive, right?