My First Cigarette

I was about 15 when I had my first cigarette. I remember sitting in the bed of a beat up pickup, feeling free as we sped through the night. Sounds a little cheesy, I know, but so rewarding. My buddy had "bummed" me a smoke (aside from his resentment) and I remember it tasting incredible, not wretched, like everyone had described in adolescence. This tiny little piece is the first of many to come. I will be releasing a bunch of 8" x 10" paintings commemorating the experiences I've had through the horrible addiction of cigarette smoking.