Spawned and evolved in Richmond, Va, long ago, I wandered the lonely and dusty roads and cliff-sides in hopes of distributing the plague of imagery. In hopes to be able to spread such a disease, I came across a social and invasive medium of live art. Forcing myself into situations, I have been able to infect both those who least expect it, and the ones who can see it coming directly for them. No one can help you now, and what has been seen cannot be unseen. I am not sorry. In the past year I have come to realize that I enjoy making pictures, void of color, in front of people, while loud music plays. This borderline sensory overload is a attempt to seduce the viewer into an appreciation for my projections of my imagination. These manifestations of my creative endeavors have led to reactions ranging from bewilderment and surprise, to disgust and disappointment, but most of all: confusion.
