About
Grief and heartache aren’t problems to resolve – they’re essential threads in the same fabric as hope, beauty, and love. If that’s a truth you already feel, and you’re unwilling to look past the rough edges and shadowed spaces of life, the work I'm creating is for you.
My specific materials and processes evolve, but at its core, my art embraces the stark black lines of ink illustration to render symbols and form. I've been drawn to this way of creating since childhood, when I understood it as a wonderful form of illusion – an obvious magic trick that convinces the eye to see things outside our known existence.
This love of line art expanded greatly in late early adolescence when I immersed myself in comic books, particularly titles that explored odd, imaginative, or darker themes. Along with my early enthusiasm for metal and industrial music, comics helped shape the foundation of my creative expression.

The images I create still look otherworldly, but I have a deeper understanding of where they come from. In a process that mirrors Carl Jung’s descriptions of active imagination, images arrive in my process from the interplay of my conscious and unconscious mind – symbolically dense, rooted in my own emotions, and nearly formed before I commit them to paper or panel.
My goal as a creator is to distill personal, real-world challenges upward into symbolic, almost mythic representations of human experience. Each piece explores realms of psychology, human behavior, and the complex emotional fabric that shapes our existence.
You'll find greater understanding of the art, as well insight into my creative practice, in my writings. I treat my posts as an equal artistic extension of the images themselves, and I give them the same level of care. My essays on life and creativity are an invitation to go deeper and find yourself in each piece.
I think of my work as a contribution to a collective body of dark art, one that gave me room to properly feel my experiences before I had language for them. My art embraces the messy, beautiful, and sometimes tragic nature of human existence. It’s an offering to others that says, “Someone else has been here too.”
