Having come out the other side of a somewhat uniquely tumultuous adolescence, I am blessed to have the opportunity for self exploration ahead. Many people from my walk of life are robbed of this opportunity, where the rest of us often become artists. Very early on, a source of discomfort in my life had been the recurrent longing for a place to be; to feel secure in physical space and tightly tucked into time. Art assuages this. The creation of it breeds a relationship with time that exists in the extremes - either in the ultimate respectful collaboration with it, or to be so engrossed in a project that time loses all quantifiable meaning at all. My current art practice falls largely into two categories: the intensely meditative and mathematical process of observational drawing, and the utterly visceral creation of “worlds” in my paintings. I draw to revere what I find beautiful. When I enter this extended, all-consuming state of unobstructed focus on an object, it is worship - a practice which purges the mind. The end result is a memorialization of beauty which serves as a two dimensional “space” to enter after the four dimensional process of creation is over. I can, and invite others to, enter the eternal world of the object and its story. Separately, my intention when painting is to allow myself to fall entirely into process without an expectation of the end result. This is a more immediately cathartic experience which yields a more visibly expressive piece. My intention throughout my body of work is to ring a consistent tenor of poignance.