I grew up in an eccentric, creative family, where art was as natural as breathing.   When I was really young, we lived in a cabin  on the banks of the Clarks Fork Yellowstone River. The cabin had no plumbing. My  early years were filled with adventure, outdoors, and imagination. Even as a child, I knew I wanted to create; art(painting) was my passion. My childhood dream was simply to paint skulls. That dream came true, though my work has since expanded into the rich, multidimensional exploration of color, light, and texture you see on my canvases.

Art became more than just a passion; it was an escape. As the youngest in my  family, I often found myself alone with my mother, who struggles with severe mental health issues. Without a phone or television—since any that entered the house were quickly pawned—my world became one of creativity and movement. I found solace in painting and riding my bike, using both as a way to navigate the challenges of my home life.

My father, a storyteller, musician, and artist, played a crucial role in shaping my creative spirit. He filled our days with hiking, arrowhead hunting, games, and new discoveries, shielding us children as best he could from the turmoil at home. His love for creativity and adventure became the foundation of my artistic journey.

I create to inspire, driven by the limitless potential of imagination. My work often centers around fauna, blending layers of soft, out-of-focus lights with vibrant colors. At the heart of my technique is the dot — thousands of small textured dots that cast shifting shadows, creating a multidimensional effect as light interacts with the painting. Each piece is a testament to imagination and resilience.