It’s probably an obvious statement to mention that we’re always in a state of flux, forever adapting, taking on new concepts as we evolve as artists and continue to attempt to translate whatever themes assault us into whatever mediums we prefer to use. It is with this in mind, however, that I have elected to take an opportunity while the window for presenting it remains, to show a stage in my own evolution; not for praise or support, so much as to reflect those precious moments when one discovers new mediums, new inspirations, and adapts a much more noticeable change than usual. 

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For me, the moment of change you are seeing here was a very important one, marking a change in emotional attitude, lower stress levels, and breaking through a barrier that was stopping me from tampering with a medium I’d wanted to use for a long time: oils. My works themes had always been quite internalized, discussing variants of self-hate, narcissism, monologues etc, many revolving around an inner mindscape I’d constructed as a form of escapism to aid in dealing with my general disgust for anything exterior and the pain it all seemed to cause. I mention this, and it’s relevance to me here, as after 15 years, I no longer need it – and sometimes fear that not enough people willingly discuss the shedding of those masks and illusions, let alone the concept of feeling strong enough inside to do so. 

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My body of work is not amazing, it’s only unique in that it discusses my personal road in attempting to understand and collaborate as best I can with the human condition while struggling with fighting off the urge to simply leave. I was happy then, but my updated clarity has taught me to see through that old lie, and find a truer contentment, without the crutches of invisible friends and 3am nightcaps.

 

May you find yours.