I’ve always thrived on being immersed in The Struggle—or, in the fight to wrangle my emotions and sensations in a way that suggests I might one day control them. Perhaps that’s because it’s my nature to see, feel and taste every nuance of life in three whole dimensions. Rarely is anything flat or static. My art helps exorcise the real and imaginary demons I wrangle with, as gentler memories run loops around them and vie for my attention.
It’s a daily struggle, to be sure. What you, the viewer, take away from the images I’ve created and offer up for your consideration will be reflective of your Struggle—of your worldview, of your experiences, and of your narrative. That’s entirely as it should be.
While a heightened and perpetual state of discomfort isn’t for everyone, it’s all I know. I need those conditions to survive. They keep me from being satisfied with what already is, with the work I did a year ago and with the work I’ll do tomorrow. When I’m struck by inspiration, I run with it.
When I’m short on inspiration, I find it in the everyday. More specifically it finds me, as I practice the disciplined task of creating work every day—work that gives visual expression to the feelings and situations I grapple with on a regular basis. That’s how I unload my personal burdens.
I’m unafraid to share that work and see no point in hiding it. We may differ greatly in our philosophy, sensibility or mannerisms. Yet we all face one struggle or another. Simultaneous struggles even.
You’re welcome to explore mine.