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She sings to her shadows. She dances with her demons. She draws in the dreams of lost and forgotten loves. The company she keeps is the only company she has…and thus, so too, it has her.

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“I Gave You Every Piece Of Me (Until I Was Nothing).” Have you ever felt like you gave every piece of yourself to someone until there was absolutely nothing left, only to never have it reciprocated? There are some people in this life that no nothing more than how to take, while others that know nothing more than how to give, until there is nothing left. Are you a taker or a giver? How much do you have left? What are you willing to give? Would you give everything for the one you love…until you are nothing?

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In August 2012, at the age of 28, I was reconnected with the biological family I never knew. At that time, I learned that my father, also named Michael, did not die in a car accident as I had always been told. Rather, I came to find out that he took his own life on my mother’s 21st Birthday, just shortly before I turned a year old. He did not leave a note. Almost 30 years later, in my most personal and emotional creation to date, I wrote that note for my father. Written through our collective heart, eyes, and hand, that piece of our soul is “Michael’s Note.”

Dedicated to the father I never had the honor and privilege to know-

Though I have publicly exhibited “Michael’s Note,” I don’t believe I have ever transcribed and posted its content. In honor of Mental Health Awareness Month, I would like to share that with you for the first time because I know it can be difficult to read from the painting images. Please note that this was written as a process of stream of consciousness and in one continuous sitting. To maintain authenticity and the necessary energy, I wrote it at a very low point when I was considering giving up. When I had previously considered giving up, I don’t believe I had ever intended to leave a note either. This experience allowed me to write the note my father never left and give his family a bit of peace, as I chose to give them the painting. At the same time, it was as if I was writing my own suicide note. This painting, in a sense, represented the death of a piece of myself so I could be reborn.

See and read “Michael’s Note” here: Michael’s Note

Michael Carini | LEARN MORE

In August 2012, at the age of 28, I was reconnected with the biological family I never knew. At that time, I learned that my father, also named Michael, did not die in a car accident as I had always been told. Rather, I came to find out that he took his own life on my mother’s 21st Birthday, just shortly before I turned a year old. He did not leave a note. Almost 30 years later, in my most personal and emotional creation to date, I wrote that note for my father. Written through our collective heart, eyes, and hand, that piece of our soul is “Michael’s Note.”

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Michael Carini | The First Step | Acrylic and Spray Paint on Panel | 36″ x 24″