I’m Surviving Doing What I Love

I’m surviving doing what I love and that’s all I ever wanted. This year was all about survival for myself and many of you. Art is not something you can eat. It does not give you shelter, but it does something that’s unquantifiable. In a year where the vast majority struggle in a capitalistic hellscape, I was one of the people that made sure art was there. More than an outlet, but an interaction that engaged. I had many spirited conversations in the bible belt; few worthless, many worthwhile. Seeing so many people cry in the presence of my art city after city is something that I treasure. Art creates reaction. My art is visceral, unrelenting and can cause an overflow of emotion in those still capable of them. The amount of beautiful discussions I had with those of you who value what I do is all that will ever matter to me. Ultimately, I create by myself and for myself, but when it gets put it in front of an audience it is finally complete. I never have a good answer as to why I do what I do, but I know I have to do it. I feel like those are the things that really matter; the unquantifiable. I try to translate the human condition, to speak for moments and realizations that I don’t think have have been adequately spoken for yet. And the fact you chose to support my work in a year where money was very tight. A year where whatever was left of our happiness was choked away further in this country, you wanted my art to be a part of your life. Seriously, thank you. To all the amazing friends I have made on the road and Michelle, Tony and the entire Oddities and Curiosities Expo crew that have chosen me to be apart of something very special, I appreciate you all more than you know.