As the years grow shorter in time it feels to me that the best season is the Fall. Something about the colors and the crunch of walking on dry leaves is perfecto! I love sitting around eating oatmeal and drinking hot tea outside on my deck.
When I was a little nino, my Mom would take me to these fares and we would get hot Read More
A short time ago I was learning about photography. There is this beautiful art to it I ran across in a study. I always took photos. Even as a kid I loved my Mom's camera. I never felt like I really grabbed it in my fingers before this picture. I was wandering around a small junkyard looking for something to paint on and saw this Read More
The best part of making was before I could see the voices. Never knew fame would make me gun shy. Pages under spotlights. Only moments are brush strokes with pages waiting to see the ink spread. Fixed on figures of nipples and lips in red. Sketchbooks are time machines. Like, yearbooks for my hand's imagination.
Had so many videos, had so many paintings, got one... Read More