I was going to make a lite humorous post today, relating to some steampunk sex toys. That isn’t to be. Instead, I want to tell you about a friend of mine. Darque DeSade.
Darque was a photographer and artist living in New York. We met through our times at BlackBEAT. He was a character. I could always count on him to bring a smile to my face. As the years went, I would see him at events in DC, and even on occasion in NYC.
When my girl and I were getting together, I expressed an interest in his work, she bought me one of his prints. It is hanging today in my home, above the mantel in my bed room. One of the few pieces of art I own that isn’t from my own efforts, or my family.
When his first book came out, we were all happy for him. I hated that i couldn’t make it to NYC for his second book.
Yesterday I got word that Darque DeSade was with us no more. It was a shock to hear that I would never see him again. The pain that he suffered through for so long is now over.
Rest in peace My Brother. You will be missed