Something’s wrong with you buddy that you don’t get it! It only motivated me to succeed. I knew when he beat me that day there was nothing wrong with me at all. I knew that he was wrong when I came down the steps in my mother’s high heels and my hands on my hips and I was five and he was sitting there at the dining room table with all his cop friends playing poker. I think that my dad beating me, I knew that he was wrong. I brought all that to life in my films… I heal myself from some of the stuff that’s happened in my past. So he came home and took all that out on people he loved most where he could feel like a man. He lived in a time where racism was rampant and he was not a man. He was murdered in the line of duty but he lived his life violently and he died violently. There were things I saw that I wish I hadn’t. The only peace I found was alone, writing, drawing.
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