Paul I did a lot of performance art in my college years, once I decided I was going to take peoples secrets and put them on a massive piece of water color […]

Both Sides Now“I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I’m frightened by the devil And I’m drawn to those who ain’t afraid” Joni Mitchell, A Case […]

surge capacitythere’s a word for this when the air burns your lungs and the talking heads send shivers down your spine when it is all too much so you […]

untitled sometimes i go dark when even the sunrise through the clouds burns my skin when my heart beats so fast it is a miracle i can write words on a […]

distraction madness Doubling down on the kicked dog disappearing act Intensely fired up while your heart breaks Strange we find ourselves here […]

growing pains i haven’t made much lately my words come slowly my canvases are blank whoever said pain creates art i think they were wrong or their timing […]

you never tell one night you awake with a start no different from any other night your breath is cold hanging brightly in the air your body heavy with […]

The Art of Critique In my life I have lived very many different artistic ventures. I have a BFA in Fine Arts with a concentration in photography, I have […]

The Art of Critique “I don’t get it”   “Anyone could have done that”   “You missed the point”   “I don’t like your composition”   “This is sha […]

mirrors it’s the land of broken mirrors shattered glass and scattered ash they drink the water of their gods and every promise comes with a catch . in the […]

untitled ii you know when you feel a little stuck? in life or otherwise waiting, wondering if the change you promised was bidding a bit out of your price […]

Concept and Process One of my favorite things to learn and then to teach is the idea of building concept into your work. In critique we talk a lot about […]

em, we sit in a circle where the longest day is either coming or going and so therefore is the longest night we live on a miracle rock whipping through […]

This is My Home “This is my home this is my only home this is the only sacred ground that I have ever known   And should I stray Into the dark night […]

perseid there’s a parking lot in the middle of nowhere that holds the memory of magic well, our magic and by the universe standards the two of us looking […]

night terror oh they have buried me deep this time underestimated my patience oh-i am patient today you hold the sword but i will always have the […]

Fifth Avenue Pizza It was cold and we were wild. � I’d like to say this happened in 2014. Obama was definitely still President. The time around those y […]