As long as memory serves, I have always been swimming against the secular current. Growing up in Chicago, spent my early years attending a Catholic School by the name, Sacred Heart. Since youth felt a need to express myself by provoking thought. Starting my career in Art at the age of 8, was heavily into performing and the Thearte. As time went on did not feel fulfilled. I lacked the passion that I knew was necessary in that field. Drawing was one of the most intimate and natural forms of expression for me. It was not only a means for me to convey wants and desires. Drawing became my greatest toy, and escape. It wasn't until later in life, after battles with drugs and alcohol that I decided to pursue my true calling as an artist.
Starting my journey in Chicago. Took some beginning art classes. After feeling I had a grasp of some basic fundamentals, dropped out. I knew what I needed more than school was life experiences. One of my fondest memories in regards to my experience in Chicago. At the time was living in Oak Park, Illinois. An old teacher and mentor, Thomas Pazzola, urged me to join an art league in the area. I submitted a photograph, painting, and sculpture for a review. I returned to the gallery after they were done. The assistant that was there, had a look of surprise when I told her they were my pieces. She said something very inspirational to me. Despite the fact that they wanted to see more of my work. She had expected a much older artist. It was the best compliment someone has ever given to me without knowing they had. After a short trip to Portland, OR. Very impressed with the Art scene, and amenities, soon left Chicago. I knew the N.W. was where I had to be to create the art I was born to make. The city made me feel so comfortable. The subcultures and wide range of social interactions were oddly familiar. I was able to create a large body of honest pieces within its boundaries. PDX was also the backdrop to my battle with drug addiction. The topic turns up in my work consciously and subconsciously. It is something I'll have to deal with for all my life. I'm happy to be on the winning end this time.
Dark elements have always intrigued me. Topics such as the Occult, drugs, and Secret Societies tend to spark my interest. I would rather someone hate my work than not feel anything at all. As ideas come, in an attempt to document and hone my skill, I journal. Many of my pieces humble beginnings can be traced back to a journal. I work in layers. Starting with my favorite, because of the freedom allowed, is an abstract base. I take into account my initial design and the overall ending tone I wish to achieve. Using colors in an opposing fashion to excite the eye and set groundwork. Next iconic imagery, inspiration drawn from many areas. Text is also used during process to bind elements, and create another realm for connecting with my audience. Depth and movement are also achieved thru the deployment of letters. There are many elements that are acquired in the moment. These additions I find to be some of my most crucial. A drip here or there, a word, line, or a color. The accumulative visual effect of all parts incite little fits and flashes of inspiration. These fillers (drips, bricks, words, lines, etc) are crucial to the pieces existence. With age I find that I am able to get a better understanding of when a piece is "done". This is what greatly distinguishes me from my earlier work. Even though I go into the process with a certain end in mind. I allow pieces freedom to go in any direction they like. In time, I know my methods and motives will grow and change.
Residing in Austin, TX refreshed an old childhood fascination with wildlife. From the Bat to Armadillo this state houses some of nature's best. The "Austin" method of unconventional brand mixing. Some examples, gasoline and BBQ, Tacos and Pawn Shops. This methodology really hit home. I decided to add fez's on some of my creatures in an attempt of capturing that idea. Texas has an extreme sense of pride. I've incorporated the Austin "star" throughout some of my pieces as tribute.
"Living is a form of not being sure ,not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirety knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark."
— Agnes De Mille