I'm a husband, father, and an artist. I paint, sculpt, draw, and write, amongst other things. I'm a curator. I manage an arts program for people with disabilities, and I've spent nearly 42 years stumbling through space/time.
It all started in 1983, when I was born into a working class family. My parents were factory workers, and I was socially awkward, which led me to take refuge in art. I carried a sketchbook with me at all times.
I believe that a portrait is just a moment in time frozen with the intent of capturing history, and because of that, I don’t consider myself to be a portrait artist. I believe that my art focuses more on faces, because faces come with stories that are deeper than moments, and my art is driven by those stories, regardless of whether or not it resembles portraiture.