I did this tribute piece after the passing of Chester Bennington. From my Facebook page: "I'm absolutely devastated and heartbroken about the death of Chester Bennington. As an artist and a human in general, I find comfort in the work and words and images of others. It's one of the most beautiful and profound things about art in any fashion, and one of the reasons I became an artist in the first place. There's a sense of home. There's a sense of belonging. This little pang where we stop and think to ourselves, "I'm not alone." Linkin Park's first two albums were soundtracks to several of the darkest years of my life. At the time, I didn't need the typical fluffy rhetoric of "It's going to be okay" or "Things get better." What I needed was the truth. The raw. The gritty. "This, right now, this sucks." And that was something that Linkin Park's lyrics gave me. It gave me comfort. Their albums weren't a beacon to guide me through; rather, a companion in the dark. Their music and countless other artists out there. They were friends that never knew me. I have been trying to find the words to make this post. The image is a little slapdash, not my typical style, but I had to do something. Not only something to pay tribute to the band and musicians that unknowingly helped me and countless others through some of the lowest lows. But also something to honor the time in my life that I got through, because of musicians like Chester. A time in my life that I wasn't sure I COULD get through. And I know I'm not alone in this sentiment, either. So allow me to take this time to post my deepest, most sincere gratitude to Chester Bennington. To Linkin Park. Your existence helped me keep existing. It mattered. It meant something. It turned my heart into a war drum. It kept me going. Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. And to all of you who support me and never cease to amaze me with your feedback, your kindness, your unbridled emotions and your generosity - thank you. That matters more than I can ever eloquently express. You've all given me a home in your hearts. Thank you all so very much for all that you do. If any of you ever feel like you're alone, or are dealing with an internal darkness that we all have - talk to someone. Reach out. I know it's hard sometimes to even get out of bed. But there are solutions that don't need to be permanent. Reach out. Family, friends, strangers if you must. If you enjoy my work, and you follow me on social media, consider this an open invitation to reach out to me. The number for the suicide prevention hotline has been posted so many times over the last two days, but I'm posting it here as well: 1-800-273-8255 You are not alone. You matter. Your life matters. You are loved. Keep shining, even in your darkest moments. Talk to someone. Anyone. Safe Travels, Chester. You will be deeply missed, by so many."