A Life in Art

Early mornings. Long nights. Shops full of dust and weld smoke. Work that never got finished. Work that never should’ve worked but did anyway. Quiet installs. Loud shows. Camps in the desert. Concrete floors. Broken tools. Friends that showed up. A few that didn’t.

This life has taken me across the country and, now and then, around the world. It’s brought me joy I can’t explain. It’s introduced me to beautiful humans. It’s stretched me across the full range of what it means to feel something deeply: grief, awe, gratitude, frustration, wonder...and more.

I’ve bled for this work. Laughed through it. Loved people because of it. Lost people, too.

It’s been the most beautiful chaos. Here's what some of it looked like. In random order.