My current work is an excavation of the inheritance of the past which reveals the undercurrents of cosmology and personal perception by alluding to tropes of the urban environment via the incredible act of mark-making on canvas with vivid acrylic color --similar to street art. I frame every piece in an unremarkable pure white frame to emphasize each expression.  


18x24 Acrylic and Gouache on Canvas


Ocean waves flow like air waves through the nostrils and into the brain. Breathe life and navigate the waters of thought and emotion wisely to enjoy all of your experiences.

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Navigation on, looking for my next thrill

Please respect what I inked up, if not

Trust me, you soon will.

Moving with the force controlling the wheel

None of my signals crossed but all of them linked up

Running through the mazes dancing to my own waves

Standing in the paint

Truth be the evidence of my rank

It's a lonely world but I'm supposing that's the only way

Waves crash

I do the dash

Navigating with my star on

Simulcast --chrome blast

18x24x1 Acrylic and Gouache on Canvas


You can't see my light but it's shining from within. I'm on the ceiling watching from a different angle. The guard dogs at the door, on the floor, will handle intruders accordingly.

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Updated: Feb 24

24x36x1 Acrylic and Gouache on Canvas


I've experienced the pain and the glory. I empathize with it all, growing larger as I file it in my log.

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Both hands up, bear witness

My eyes have seen the glory and witnessed the beauty of distress

Running towards the shadow, so bright and beautiful

What a temptress

Turn around, the glow

The narrow row, the true Empress

Ancient and impressive

Glorious and expressive

Pandemonium, pandemic

Victims and victimizers


Both hands raised, bear witness

Panoramic view, wide lens. extreme seeing

Joy from the eye of the Empress

Brobdingnagian being

Say it again? Okay

My eyes have seen the gruesome days

Dazed, running through the jungle

Two faced killer gripping my achelliez heal

Pain unreal, ugly maze phase

Until the grip captures the heart

Observe the reel

Switch the grip, grabber

From killer to kisser

Death of the duet

One harmony in the sunset

They died by dawn and dusky

Bear witness, raise hands

This movie is a must see

Giants roaming with hands in the air

Shouting loud, begging you to hear.