DC BBQ 2016

I told myself, this year I would get there on time. Last year, I arrived at our annual DC Barbecue super late. Almost all the food was gone, everyone was tired and already feeling tipsy.  I was just happy to see everyone, even if they were starting to pack up already.

This year, I must have been in a different time zone, because I arrived before anyone else did, or anything was even set up. Go me. One of our fellow writers from Canada was holding down the fort on this ridiculous 96 degree weather. The heat was no joke, we were sweating hard.I arrived with some burgers and some small essentials to contribute a bit, and J already had seasoned chicken on the grill. J came back with some bug spray from the store that was much needed. A part of me was glass I was wearing a long dress so my legs didn’t get bit, the other was regretting it because it was so hot.

Notoriously, black books and stickies were being passed around. Hearing” Bro,you got a sharpie?” was the regular. It’s been awhile since I’ve felt I’ve don’t anything creative. I can sit here and tell you how much I should and I would. But right now I just don’t have the time. It’s no excuse, it’s just my reality at the moment. Seeing everybody together is always such a blessing. We’ve all grown so much. I know we don’t necessarily get to see each other all the time. Some of have moved, have kids, jobs and priorities to report to. I miss my graffiti family so much, and many times I miss the lifestyle. The adrenaline, the smell of the paint. It’s a beautiful thing. Sometimes I tell myself I’ll go back, and yes,  maybe I’ll paint. But I can’t do all the things I used to do when I was younger. Not only am I old enough to get charged differently, I’m not as angry as I used to be. That was my rebellion. I had so much to prove, mostly to myself. But I know better now, even though the feeling of being in control and too of the world doesn’t compare. There’s no feeling like being on top of a roof, with a fresh piece right behind you. Walking away and knowing a piece of your soul, your artwork will be there for all to admire. 

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