As long as I can remember, I’ve had a talent and passion for words. At first, words were merely a practical solution to everyday problems. A strong vocabulary helped me write essays on books I should have read and, perhaps more importantly at the time, provided much needed assistance in the face of adversity.
At 4’8” I was an easy target for bullies, but I’d learned to speak with the slickness of a politician to dodge would-be punches before the thought of them was even conceived. To this day, I’ve managed to avoid physical altercations entirely.
In high school, I joined the school’s literary magazine and spent my junior year writing bad poetry. By the time my senior year came around, I’d picked up the guitar and the bad poems had become mediocre songs. Words were now my art and I, albeit unintentionally, was now an artist.
I spent most of my young adult life playing in rock bands. But by the age of 30, I’d burnt out. Eventually, I would put down the instruments and start my family.
I came by painting naturally (as any parent might), painting alongside my children. The carefree spirit captured in my children’s artworks left a profound impression on me, one that later helped me to reinvent myself as a visual artist, the artist I am today.
My work, although primarily representational, is seminal to American Color Field painting, focusing on color relations, pattern making, form and line with little concern for depth and proportion. As a result, the paintings have a playful quality that’s reminiscent of children’s art. My paintings were recently featured in the 2015 HGTV Smart Home and have appeared in multiple galleries, print publications, television, and film.