I aspired to become an artist because I imagined I would be among others who felt similarly out of place as critical thinkers, empaths, dreamers and romantics. Never in a million years would I have even entertained the possibility that the art world of today is in actuality largely made up of conforming “influencers” and pro-establishment shills. I now consider the void that remains to be among my motivations to create.

If you are not offended by individuality, feel free to drop me a line.