Painting is my passion.
Since I was a young boy, I've always known that I wanted to paint for a living. I didn't know that could be paid for doing it, but I knew it was what I was going to be and I would never give up that dream. There was something I had to say, and my dialog was through my sketches and paintings. I felt free, alive and completely fluent in telling my story on any surface I could (and was allowed to) paint on. The feeling of freedom I receive and the conversation I speak is still with me to this day and only grows stronger.
Over the years, my work has evolved and is a compilation of events of my past and present. I started out with a obsession drawing comics and adapting famous characters like Spider-Man and The Hulk with my own modifications. I for many of my younger years thought I wanted to be a comic book author, but something inside me felt that I wasn't telling my story completely and that comics was not how I should tell it.
By the time college came around, I knew what school I wanted to attend and at the time thought that being an architect was my goal. Although I still painted and sketched, many conversations with advisor's and family warp my thinking that being an artist was a fun "hobby" but not a real way to make a living. Many people told me to study architecture because it was a good well paying job and I would be good at it. After my first semester of line weights, formalized lettering and no model building, I gave up architecture without blinking and followed my true passion; painting. That's when all the real fun and joy began.
I surrounded myself with so many talented artists and professionals, always seeking to better myself and to find my voice. I picked up odd jobs doing commissions for friends and family and still painted for myself speaking words through color, texture and subjects. I found several graphic design jobs working in corporate America thinking that it would satisfy my hunger to speak my vision, but none satisfied me the way that painting did. |
