About Me

Resides: Washington, D.C.

In my heart, I will always be that eight year old boy abandoned by his mother. Under normal circumstances, that is if my father didn’t get himself murdered and my mother never got addicted to crack, I probably would’ve grown up to be something noble and safe like a Doctor or Corporate Lawyer. Instead, because the wound of abandonment cut so deep into my soul, I knew I could never be normal thus I became an artist. The sitcom “normal” had betrayed me. It made me a freak. It also made me creative because I needed to re-create a world where a freak like me could belong and laugh and cry about life. I needed to express the void in my soul.

Hi, my name is Michael “Sean” Whitley and I want to be your friend. I mean, not like best friends forever or the accepting collect phones from jail type of friend, but that cool motherfucker you always see at the bar or club, that you make promises to hang out and exchange numbers but both of you know that neither one will ever call the other, but its not shady or anything because you always happy to see that crazy motherfucker but when you sober up you forget and your life is already busy and its so damn hard to maintain new friendships but every time you see that crazy motherfucker at the club or bar, you laugh and buy each other drinks and make the same empty promise because the intention is heartfelt. In other words, we cool.

If you’re reading this, you’re probably scanning through the words like trying to find that link to free porn, basically trying to determine why you should bother, but if you gotten this far, I like you already, you’re curious, willing to invest, because trust me as soon as I gain your sympathy I’m going to ask you for money. It’s just the American way. But we’re friends remember, so in the meantime, take your time to digest this arduous meal of my special thoughts. I created this space just for you. It’s my gift. I hope you enjoy because there’s no return but if you like, feel free to “re-gift.” I don’t mind. Smile.