God I am 39 years old now, who would have thought I would reach this age, I thought I belonged to the 27 Club Well I am quite Happy now despite all, I have my own Universe
...and Hey all of my friends, foes, fellow artists and stuff here, thanx for Helping me cope with the world, Sorry for not beeing more social here at the moment, but I have far to much to do, but hey thanx for supports, comments and everythign
This work of art, I decided to to after having read a very tragic story on love, loneliness and colorful racing automobiles on the internet. I first came across it In the DA group Nightmare Alley [link] . I read it and felt I simply had to make an illustration of some sort for it.
The story goes that a woman lived together with a man with whom she used to watch NASCAR races. The man, almost 70 years old, died one day. Instead of contacting authorities, the lady kept the dead body with her. She cleaned and clad it and kept on watching NASCAR races with it for one and a half year until the deceased man\'s family started looking for him and found out about the whole matter. The woman, interviewed by newspapers said that it was very hard for her to explain why she had done what she had. He was, she said about the man, the only guy who had ever been nice to her and that she understood she would go to jail for cashing the dead man's welfare checks after his death.
This is of course totally demented. But alas, at the same time I think it says something about what loneliness and lack of human relations can do to a person, and what it can make such a person do. We live in a quite fragmented society. Take care of each other!