damn man, all your work is so sad. Ill, but sad. I liked how you skipped through time, starting at 8 and ending at 38, nice switch there. It was cool that his perspective never changed until the end when he betrayed his art and sold it, and lost his ability to create it.

paint loved joey in the exact same way that he loved the art.
the brush was his flashlight and his road was very dark.

My favourite bar, right near the beginning, good meta.
Peace

__________________
Life isn't a bitch...
she's just sick of being personified -Sage Francis