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Dear John

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Dear John

Dear John

This is not your typical Dear John letter, though in some ways it is.

I want to thank you so very much for always being there; I know I can always count on you to hear me out. How many times have I drunk dialed you late at night? Too many to count.

You were my first love; I can’t believe it’s been 20+ years since we met and you first saw me drunk in a dark alley. You fed me, took me back to your place, and you let me sleep in your bed while you slept on the couch. How beautiful is that! Not very many, if any, gay man would have NOT taken advantage of a young 21 year old. A month after that night, I was moving into your place in Pacific Heights. We had 2 beautiful and interesting years of life together. You let me be ‘me’ and honesty, no matter what, was always our policy. What a blessing that was and still is!

It was during our time together that my real journey as an artist began. I didn’t have a vision of who I was back then, but regardless, you allowed me to transform your already beautiful apartment into my playground. Thank you John C. I love you still and always.



The piece here is Untitled. I’ve never posted any of my early work. I was so trying to be the next Keith Haring, ha! But when there’s a retrospective of my work, this will go down in the ‘Early Years.’ So much has changed. And thankfully, after all these years, our love didn’t go down the toilet as the drawing suggests. Te Quiero Mucho!

Have a most beautiful day.

Love,

Ricky