My Mother and her Twin are both very talented artists. I grew up playing the doodle game in church which consisted of me being told what to doodle and then doing so. My mother would also doodle along with me and then we would compare and start over. Often the handouts would be completely overtaken by the time the service was finished. Long story short, I’ve been an artist since day one. Had I not had the chops as an artist I would’ve never been a designer. Design is, for me, a left brained endeavor. While I’m ambidextrous and can happily live a left brained life, I need a vacation on the right side (pun intended). It was my senior year of college that I got into painting again, on accident, as a sort of hobby I guess.

It didn’t take long for me to fall in love with it again. I did eleven paintings that summer, five of which are the series below. I convinced a friend of mine to let me hang them in his storefront as I had no other place to put them. I had no intention of selling them and didn’t even put up cards with titles or anything, just hung them on the wall. Well it turns out people liked them. My friend would give me updates on who had stopped by to see them and listen into people’s reactions. He was as excited as I was. Low and behold someone called me to buy four of them and I met the man the next morning. I asked him which ones he wanted and he couldn’t make up his mind so he bought all five.

While I’m not a master painter, I do feel accomplished. My painting are not deep meanings of social injustice. They do have themes and represent something, however abstract. I use enamel paints almost as watercolors. I let them dictate what’s happening and I allow them to be imperfect. It’s a very process oriented way of painting. I use chemical reactions, gravity, and heat to help create the unique imagery.
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