The Story
Patricc Reed paints like a kid who got hold of the keys after everyone else went home. No precious mythology. No tortured-artist performance. No permission. His philosophy is almost embarrassingly simple: Have fun. Make something. Follow what feels alive. Against musicians carrying careers, brands, expectations and identities, Patricc becomes a reminder that creativity might begin where self-consciousness ends.
Kenny has spent years negotiating identity. Patricc seems almost uninterested in identity. One is trying to become whole. The other is playing. Both may be pointing toward the same thing.