Drawing, painting, writing stories, and otherwise creating have been a vital part of me as far back as I can remember. At age 5, I was given a camera for my birthday and that brought a fascination with photography into the fold. Every type of medium I’ve tried and come to treasure have interlaced with each other, leading to sweeping mixed media projects over the years.

Although each of my projects has its own concept, they each invariably center around images of the quotidian turned askew and made dramatic or surreal. I don’t bend toward a want to capture grandiosity, but rather lean into giving a voice to the quiet. The biggest ideas, the most otherworldly moments, and the majority of life lived happen in the quiet mundane. What it is to be human exists in the grotesque everyday. Those are the places ideas come to me from, ideas that pull at me until I find a way to translate them correctly into whichever medium best suits them.

In whichever art form I decide to present an idea, the content of the images tend to repeat: commonplace objects, Americana, and religious imagery are frequently recurring. My style is predominantly realistic, sparse, and reflective of my distaste for bright color by more often choosing instead to translate everything into black and white or virtually monochromatic muted tones. The concepts themselves invariably revolve around themes of isolation, introversion, memory, spirituality, and impermanence.