I’ve always been a creator in some shape or form.
Being a hobo and an imposter is synonymous with my name, and I’ve attained a level of resourcefulness enough with it all that I simply just don’t care any more to have to – or want to – restrain it. 

My art comes from a few places. My lived experiences. Parts of the past that stayed in the dark, that have chosen their own time and way to exist presently. And parts of the present that I’m giving voice to, for validity and gravity.

My art as a whole represents a dutiful acknowledgement of reality where it is too often denied or shunned, the good and the bad, and a calling-out on things when they more often should be.