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Hello
Welcome
Our journey of expression is limited by self, the layers emerge spontaneously and by innocents.
So, take your time and look around.
I hope you escape reality for a brief moment as you inhale these colors and breathe solace.
"Art is humanities interpretation of others, we all see in different colors." DD
My Background
My Inspiration
My Background
When I was in preschool, my favorite time of day was when I was allowed to draw and paint. As I grew older, this gift came in and out of my adult life. My love never faded but I regret those missed opportunities. I've displayed for years at local shows, have been chosen for festival posters, are displayed in the local hospital, enjoy dona
When I was in preschool, my favorite time of day was when I was allowed to draw and paint. As I grew older, this gift came in and out of my adult life. My love never faded but I regret those missed opportunities. I've displayed for years at local shows, have been chosen for festival posters, are displayed in the local hospital, enjoy donating work to charities, and often immerse myself in art sabbaticals for study. I am soon to publish a book(s), entrepreneur, former adjunct, owner of a water management company, retired disaster analyst, adjuster, and carpenter, do desire to make a difference for the betterment of humanity.
My Medium
My Inspiration
My Background
I use acrylics paint, paint in reverse, and only on glass. The challenging part is you can't get back to a layer to highlight, emphasize, or change something as its been covered up. I do some mixed media using glitter or iridescent, metallic, and nail paints that are oil. I like to use old windows or repurposed glass as I feel they have a
I use acrylics paint, paint in reverse, and only on glass. The challenging part is you can't get back to a layer to highlight, emphasize, or change something as its been covered up. I do some mixed media using glitter or iridescent, metallic, and nail paints that are oil. I like to use old windows or repurposed glass as I feel they have a preexisting story that adds life and history to the canvas.
Most painting have a story as the glass is unique to an experience and manifests emotion and passion in its creation.
My Inspiration
My Inspiration
My Inspiration
An artist's perversion paralyzes conscience.
Buried by extreme and only a play to front illusion, insanity prevails while I juggling daily the reality failure.
It's never enough, this tireless chase?
What is this end, how will I become?
Am I left only to the interpretation of color by others while foolishly attempt to flee reality?
Or, possib
An artist's perversion paralyzes conscience.
Buried by extreme and only a play to front illusion, insanity prevails while I juggling daily the reality failure.
It's never enough, this tireless chase?
What is this end, how will I become?
Am I left only to the interpretation of color by others while foolishly attempt to flee reality?
Or, possibly a canvas stained to haunt intellectual thought forever while pondering another's thesis?
To this is immortal; yet in a brush stroke, a hieroglyph is born.
You're on a journey, surrender yourself now and inhale color
Please, explore the gallery and find the perfect piece for your home or office.