Between the space of memory and presence resides my art, awaiting creation — to be commemorated, admired, and immortalized. The quiet rhythms of life, those transient moments, and the ethereal scenes nestled in my dreams all hope to be tangibly crafted — capturing the passing present before it slips away into the obscurity of time.

When I gaze upon a picture set in front of me — whether that be through the eyes of another, the lens of my own camera, or my unaided eyes alone, I use whatever medium is most resonant to render the feelings attached to the image. The nostalgic grain of film has a tactility I've found best translated with oil and acrylic paint. And thus, my two main materials and my vision coalesce.