
I spent a total of 13 years of my life going in and out of prison because I always took short cuts. It wasn’t until I was sent to a maximum-security prison that my whole world came crashing down on me. With over two stabbings a week and a murder a month in this particular prison, I was slowly losing myself to the violence of prison politics. There were so many gang wars and race riots that the prison would lockdown for months at a time and I missed three summers in a row.
As a young boy, I use to love to draw but gave up the passion as I grew up. It was a peculiar nudge within me that brought me back to art in prison. While on lockdown, we could not come out of our cell except to shower three times a week, so in this time of silence, while all the inmates were sharpening their knives, I chose to draw.

As I sat in my cell, day after day, working on my art I noticed something very beautiful. All the art I would do one month that I felt was amazing, six months later when I looked back at it, I began to notice so many errors. This cycle would repeat over and over again, and I absolutely appreciated these moments, because what was happening was I had surpassed my original skill set. When one creates art, they do it to the best of their ability with the skill set they have in the moment. If they could see their errors then, of course, they would fix them, but the problem is they can’t. They hold the art up and nod approvingly knowing that it’s the best work they ever produced. But, if this same artist continues to practice every day at art, it won’t be but a few months before their skills advance and they look back at their old work and realize that in fact it wasn’t as amazing as they thought.

As my art progressed, it soon became an outlet. I no longer drew for the sake of art, but instead I would pour out my journey, my pain, my failures, and outlet them through my pencil onto the paper. The truth about all prisoners is that we are in pain, but I chose not to project my pain through violence but instead through art. The simple choice to draw saved my life in that maximum-security prison. It taught me that hard and honest work pays off. No matter what I pursue now in life I always remember to work consistently and honestly, and when difficult emotions arise, I know there are healthier options for an outlet. I can look at any of my drawings hanging in my house right now and remember the years of practice, pain, and patience it took to get there, and nobody can ever take that away from me, and that my friend, is a very beautiful feeling.
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