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‘Tis the Season
december 6predawn, -1°C, cloud cover. on the black asphalt chalkboard of sidewalkat the foot of a driveway i crossduring my morning walki see white hieroglyphs—tracings of snow or road saltthat read as analysis of after-the-fact game-plays scribedby a coach (santa?). it looks as though theplayers (elves?) had a snowball fightwith tiny round explosions and comet-tails Continue reading
My Story
In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my life as an artist.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
My compass points: bust through fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.

