Artwork
All this artwork is a product of pure emotions.
No drafting or pre-thought, just feelings.
The work all has a deeper story, left in art form.
Experimenting with how emotions can drive the natural process of creation.
You Are On The Right Path.
2022. Acrylic painting.
Circling in my mind.
Desires of my dreams,
to never be lived.
LULL.
2022. Acrylic.
There is something romantic about staying away from perfection.
Beyond Earth’s Sky.
2013. Acrylic painting.
When I look up at the sky,
I know there is more.
Makes me feel less of the pressure, to be more.
Beyond earth’s sky are galaxies, planets and life.
The known that is married with the unknown.
The most beautiful thing of life.
Is that.
My America is Melting.
2011. Acrylic. Chain.
America,
In school you taught me, that racism was gone.
As I have grown, Ive seen your truths.
I have seen the America I have loved my whole life,
Melt around my adult life.
It causes me pain to see not much has changed.
400 years,
And we still can’t see there is only one race.
The Human Race.
Begging Man.
2015. Acrylic painting.
Why take,
Continue to ask for more.
My love for you can’t say no,
No more.
So begging man,
I beg you to only take my love.
It should be worth more.
Mask, One Ear.
2013. Terra Cotta.
The Masks we wear in life can be different than the face we were born with. When you wear your mask do you hear? It’s hard to focus on you and still hear.
As She Sits.
2015. Acrylic painting.
Painting her to remember,
The way her body is
How do I love what she hates?
All Blue.
2013. black & blue ink, and Mirror.
Made up of blue lines,
Highways under your skin.
Pumping life within you,
Even though you feel so blue.
But, looking inside everyone is
All blue.
Life Series.
2012. Clay , Left: Sandstone Right:. Porcelain
Moody Woman.
2018. Crayon.
Yesterday
She smiled at you, telling you sweet lies.
You felt they were true.
Today
She only ate at midnight,
While staring at the full moon.
Tomorrow
She is thinking about running a way with the baby.
Never telling you.
Abstract Rug.
2019. Yarn, Hemp, & Rope.
Natural curves
are what your eyes turn to.
Not able to
stop yourself from looking.
But, the eye wants what the eye wants.
Why stop yourself from it,
if it feels good?
Nightbird.
2011. pencil, blue & black ink, and sharpie.
Soaring in the cold air, night.
While few are awake. It sings,
As the neighborhood sleeps soft.
The Friends You Keep.
2013. pen & pressed flower.
Collections of personalities you hold close.
Are they similar? Or from the same cookie cutter?
What does that say about you?
Explode.
2012. pencil, black ink, colored pencil and sharpie.
What happens to the the anger you hold?
does it become physically painful in your vessel?
Turn Cancerous and kill you?
Will it bring you pure joy? Even satisfaction?
Maybe it will fade away like a sun tan.
Or will you one day explode?
Small Vase.
2012. Wheel thrown vase, recycled clay.
Don’t Eat the Doughnuts.
2012. tomato juice spills, charcoal, and chalk.
Drinking cup.
2012. Wheel thrown cup, recycled clay.
Everyday I affirm my life with positivity,
and each day I nourish my body for the strength to continue.
My power is from the soil, the roots, that has fallen from the stars.
Circles.
2011. Watercolor.
Circling,
circling,
spiral.
The memories won’t ever fade away,
but can they stop circling me from time to time.
Farm Crash Landing.
2012. Magazine Collage.
What if man just crashed into earth,
A Big Bang different than science.
What if we are the aliens we imagined in space,
We just forgot our farm crash landing.