|I am an unorthodox hedonist
originally raised by wolves. I
later became a professional
watercolor artist, metal-smith,
and part-time musician. I seem
like I’m about 28 ½ - teetering
precariously on the cusp of a
dawning awareness – though I’m
actually 48 (I’m currently reading
at a 49 year old level, though).
I was born and raised in
Beaumont - on the Gulf Coast
of Texas - and started drawing
at an early age. My first
painting in 1997 was no
surprise, I had “discovered” my
gift. Dissatisfied and fed up
with the status quo, I quit my
job as a chef and went off in the
pursuit of happiness. Living the
life of an artist has had its ups
and downs, but for the most
part, if a piano falls on my head
tomorrow, I’ve been doing things
on my terms and I’m satisfied
with that. I’ve learned that it’s
important to live life right now,
because tomorrow never comes.
My influences include the sublime,
tortured soul of Brother Vincent,
John Singer Sargent, Gustav
Klimt, Claude Monet, Edgar
Degas, and Robert Henri. I do
not, nor would I ever compare
my work to these genius
masters . . . I do my own thing.
I list them because their work
pushes all of my hot buttons.
In my spare time I enjoy
running with scissors.