MySpace a place for friends

To the MySpace users who don't know me: I love drawing women and not much else, I'm a very bitter man for no especific reason, just in general. Life hasn't been that kind to me in the past so I'm always suspicious of the good times and the fair-weather friends, although things seem somewhat mellow at this moment, I still haven't gotten over those miserable years and perhaps I never will, all of which makes me not only bitter but angry as well; not in a youthful, righteous, rebellious way (only youth has a right to be that angry) nor in a fake-ass poser sort of way; I'm no dark artiste or moody goth wannabe either, I don't stop in the middle of having sex to cry like a mental patient, I wear all black because it hides the dirt. More like in the 'old, disappointed and powerless-to-do-much-about-this-fucked-up-world and-its-fucked-up-people' kinda way, not unlike many of you, who are truly disenchanted with this latrine we call world and the assholes who run it; most people make me sick and I have grown less and less tolerant, until the point of just not giving a flying fuck about 'regular' human beings anymore, (by 'regular' I mean the non-creative types) I don't care much for these virtual games of fake friendship, popularity contests, surveys and the "he said, she said" bullshit going on in here, there's enough drama in my life already, I'm trying to cut down, actually.

If you're not an artist, writer, musician, art student or similarly minded individual, don't bother asking me to add you as a friend, you are NOT my friend and I DON"T like your kind. I'm here to socialize and network with fellow artistic types and other elitist scum.

Creative nerds and geeks are totally fine with me but if you consider yourself a "Fan" and nothing else, you'd be knocking on the wrong motherfucking door, we have absolutely nothing in common.

I want to feel inspired and motivated by the passion of others and by the love they put into what they do, whether they do it to make an honest living or for fun. I want to feel like a kid again, like the idealistic kid who dreamt of building things and dreaming dreams, like the kid you used to be, remember? before chasing the mighty dollar became your only dream, like the kid I know I am inside this old, broken body and bitter soul; I want to build useless things again for the love of creating something that wasn't there before, for the sheer pleasure of seeing things take form and materialize in front of my very eyes, drawing for the joy of drawing, discovering things for the first time for myself even when those things are old news to others, taking my time to savor every stroke: the curved and the straight, tone and mass and the empty spaces that say so much, just like when you take your time to enjoy a good meal, like taking the time to make love for the sake of exploring new ways to make love a joyful experience, not a mandatory chore. I want to go to sleep only when I'm tired of day dreaming, just so I can go and dream some more.

Maybe it's a mid-life crisis, whatever that may mean and just maybe this whole sentimental notion is a total load of crap in the end, but in the meantime I'll take my chances with the desperate, with the passionate, with the driven to pursue something other than just a paycheck. I don't think passion in art is reserved just for those whose bodies are covered in tattoos or for those who only wear black trench coats, or for those introvert nerds who got beat up in high school a lot and now draw stick figures or 'abstract' shit with clever psychoanalyst babble inside word balloons. If you care about art and are honest and passionate about your craft (whatever that may be), please do come in and let's get cozy, you can borrow a cup of sugar from me anytime.

Like the good Dr. in the e-Harmony matchmaker commercial says (as he digs into your pocket for loose change): "A successful relationship is based on 29 doggone levels of compatibility", if you and I are not compatible, chances are this myspace pseudo 'friendship' will go B to the A to the double fucking D in no time flat and trust me, you don't want that.

Oh! and another thing, PLEASE DON'T post a big-ass picture saying "THANKS FOR THE ADD" I will delete it, regardless of how cute it may be, if I add you is because I like you as a person or because I dig your work or your personality, no need to thank me, I ain't playin' that game, sorry. If you insist on thanking me, send me a private message or a simple comment, I'm not here to pile up on the fake friends, I'm aware that that's the way you guys operate around here but I don't give a fuck, this is my profile and I make the rules here. Treat me with respect and you'll have a REAL friend for life, don't fucking use me and my profile page as your personal toilet, I won't appreciate it.

(If your profile is set to private, please send me a message)

To My Friends and Fellow Artists: Please be advised that I won't be able to post my nudies here, my first profile was deleted for showing some nipple and I'm not about to replace them with stars or black bars anytime soon. Feel free to stop by my PROCESS JUNKIE BLOG outside of this shithole to view my uncensored "porn". I will use this networking vehicle to communicate with you all regarding conventions, signings, new book releases, current projects and so forth, I urge you to do the same, I'd love to hear about what you guys and girls are up to.

Abrazos,
-Alberto