I was recently in a car accident and stood heart-pounding for forty-eight hours wondering if I had paid my car insurance. I’m at that point of my life now. Where a saturated, bleeding and messy bedroom is, I am standing with one foot in the entry way. I can’t help but be fascinated by cluttered social cues and noxious traits of human experience–being autistic turns behavioral patterns into brain candy. 

Animals appear in my work for this reason. We stress our pre-frontal cortex with silly decisions that capitalism tells us are important. A monkey washes its ass in a river because it's dirty. Simple. The pulse of impulse is something I imbue the work with. Sensual energy climbs into the paintings through hasty brushstrokes and haphazard gestures with an uncapped airbrush. My monkey brain wrestles with a fierce logistical identity. I attempt to visualize these moments not to tame them, but to appreciate their authenticity and research their cycles.

To be uncomfortable is to live. I’m at that point of my life now. I understand why my bedroom must be bleeding and messy in order to not only survive, but to live. Riddle me with internal oscillation and render me a bringer of tales. There is a better future for us and I would like to show you. 

I mostly use found canvas. Only recently has painting with an airbrush entered my life, which is the way I like it. Experimentation is essential for my practice. As soon as I know too much, the flow becomes timid. Similar to masking, thinking too much breaks the invisible string holding everything taut. Releasing control and surrendering to the unknown is what fuels my practice.

My paintings are the questions I have about why we lie, love, and let people down. I often use bright colors to depict the vibrancy my romantic bias paints my memories with. Shadowy humor finds me when I need to paint through anger at what a few powerful humans are doing to most of us. Lines are blurry everywhere and reality is often unclear, with the exception of a few cutting details. I can’t fathom that all we are currently offered is all we will ever have. My creations are my offerings towards our collective metamorphosis.

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