A few days ago I was painting new growths on my new smaller paper. Changing size always changes your formula so I was interested on seeing what would happen. I had no idea how much gratitude was about to entire my life with that paper. As I finished a bunch of beautiful growths I decided the next step were faces (that was the plan after all). I knew I didn't have enough of my own pictures, nor was I interested in 10+ more of my own face. So on a whim, I decided to put a call

As a non artist you probably understand what it's like to make art- you think of a neat idea, you paint it, it comes out NOTHING like you wanted it to and you admit you can't make art. And for amateurs this is true. I spent 10 years making work that looked nothing like I wanted it to. I agonized over blank pages and abstract thoughts that won't turn into images. I get the struggle. But what happens in these 10 years of struggle is a magical thing - you learn how to listen. I