I was arrested one night and spent the night in jail....long story
will tell you everything. It was a mistake. I
sooo pissed. I want to press charges ....... the
officer....
and this painting i did last week of school...the biggest one i have ever done. 8ft x 8 ft. it is also the only painting i have evr done that had A LOT of meaning and significance behind it
It is about FEAR and what you or i guess I am really scared of.. so i thought hard and found what i really think is scary........and just scares the shit out of me.......
I hate public clinics generic public spaces, really ghetto waiting rooms, florescent lighting, hospital colors, WAITING, not knowing what will happen to you, not knowing your destiny, being examed, people you dont know deciding your future or condition, Being controlled, the Holocaust, waiting, long public or generic hallway, lots of doors, not knowing what is going on, public schools, cold!, hard confined spaces, being governed, having EVERYTHING taken from you, War, innocence taken advantage of, then i remembered when i was going to summer camp in Poland when i was 11, waiting in line with a bunch of girl to see the doctor to be examined before you start camp(typical thing there, here you would go to your own doctor and bring a slip). all or most pre-pubescent girls-being super insecure about oobs, some have them, some didn't, in the middle of getting em'. The doctor was a young dude and one of the counclers (a chick) was in the same room..... and you had to take your shirt off! the councilor chick just kept talking to the doc and laughing, and i remember being soooo scared and nervous. Anything could have happend in this situation. ofcourse it didn't but anyway that was all my fears and i mushed them all together and put them in the painting......... i felt that i had to do it so large... for it to have the impact i wanted it to have.........


then i went to jail- or whatever it was and i kinda felt like this....... waiting, not knowing what was going on, all your belongings taken from you, FLORESCENT lightiong everywhere, no one around to help you or tell you what is going on, And then i came home saw the painting and i swear the guard that would cuff me and bring me back and forth looked like the one in the paint...weird... and the whole arrest happened a week after i finished the painting......

ok...the story is..
.... but it was so fucking scary and just ridiculous. I was wrongfully arrested.
I formerly had a suspended license, but it had
been taken care of. ...I had also been to the DMV
THAT DAY and had a new license/temporary license.
Anyway, I pulled over on the side of the road to
fix/close the tailgate on my truck, it had fallen open.
Some cops pulled up and said they were going to ticket
me. Then they said she I had a warrant for my
arrest. They threw my hat off my head, handcuffed
me and actuallly hurt me. They didn't read me my rights and
threw me in the back of the cop car. They didn't
tell me I was being arrested. that was the worst part-I just had no idea what was going on. AT ALL. I was just driven
to the police station , for a min i thought i was going to be raped because it was such a strange situation, and i was alone with the cop in this parking garage, which turned out to be the station. Then I was searched,the belkongings I had on me were taken away and I was left in a room for 3 hours
and then finally booked. I was left in a cell until 2am-absolutely FREEZING and starving. It was sooo uncomfortable in there. all hard concrete. I was finally taken to a bed and woken up at 5am. Finally went to court at 10 am, bwaited in a cel there and did not see the judge until 3pm!
And, the lawyer I was given said there was no case it was
ridiculous and the judge agreed and immediately let
me go.
I want to atleast file a formal complaint
against the officer or something, especially for never reading
me my rights. I want this jerk to pay for what he did. I
was crying all night and soooo very shook up. I want to get this
guy.
They also impounded my car. It took a little over a week to get it back. It cost a lot!!!!!!. so retarded! And it was registered under my father, it sucked because he needed to use during his building, we share it. So i dont really have a car anymore. my dad needs it full time now-for lost time. It has all been really depressing. Ok well that's it, sorry i dont mean to depress you too.