My pictures are confused, abrupt, adamant, honest and entirely lacking in foresight. They are born from an argument between life's experiences, subconscious impulses and my own muddled aesthetic preferences; this dialogue is strained but ongoing. They are made possible only by the depth of my illness and the gift of my sobriety. I have accepted both graciously. They are, individually and as a group, an unwitting self-portrait.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
An old journal I did back in maybe 2006. It is many of the people that influenced me over the old drinking and childhood days.
My current original work is available for purchase here