Carson Hill

About me:

When a butterfly is born from its cocoon, does it remember its life as a caterpillar? When a butterfly sees a caterpillar, does it have a known or unknown understanding or compassion for it? Or has it forgotten? Is the life of a caterpillar and butterfly the same life, or two separate ones? Is it possible that the caterpillar thinks? If it is, is it possible that it thinks that it dies whence it weaves itself into its cocoon? Are there possibly caterpillars that rebel its thought death by not weaving itself into a cocoon? Maybe there are some caterpillars that fear the cocoon. Unbeknownst to them there is flight on the other side. Butterfly Exist! Ill do my best not to bore you with the details... Ive got a million excuses to be active... This description gets more and more censored as time passes... but here goes: I am a Sagittarian, which would explain my flighty, childish, dream-like state of being. Im am completely obsessed with art and with my mind. I put tattooing into the category of life love. I enjoy being alone. I desire at least 80 hours a week to be creating artwork, mostly undisturbed. I take care of my mind before anything else. I trust only those who are trustworthy. I like pistachios...tattooing...my sister...my friends....i like my dog...he smells, I should give him a bath...i like to paint stuff...and tattoo....I will live forever...weird people always find me..or maybe I find them.....I work 12 hours a day, 5 days a week...i dislike nothing...I travel a lot...hang out and work with amazing artists who give me unending inspiration...get tattooed frequently...shit hurts....i wash my hands obsessively.. Stuck in constant thought, always pondering, figuring, wondering, inventing, searching. Love nothing more than the artist and the arts. Mathematically inclined. Scientifically inclined. Love to read/study. Overwhelmingly fascinated with the universe. What makes me tick: Tattooing, Painting, anything creative, really, my family, quest for higher intelligence, and eternal life