Studio Journal
The Studio Journal documents the evolution of my work as an artist.
Sometimes a painting begins with a simple observation: a flower blooming in winter, fallen fruit glowing against dark grass, fog rolling across the land. These entries follow the ideas that grow from those moments and the paintings that emerge from them.
Little Offerings to God
I lost my faith a long time ago, but I never stopped looking for meaning. A thought from Rick Rubin made me wonder if all these years of making art have been something more than I realized.
The Questions Keep Changing
I used to see commissions as obstacles keeping me from my personal work. Somewhere along the way that changed. On Labor Day, with more work than I know what to do with, I'm realizing that the commissions, the experiments and the questions are all part of the same thing.
I Thought I Knew Where My Word Portraits Came From
For weeks I’ve been digging through old memories trying to understand where my word portraits came from. I thought I had finally connected the dots. Then I found a drawing from one of my first college art classes and realized the story was much messier than I remembered.