“This body of work delves into the practice and rhythms involved in creating art. In general, the word ‘practice’ has been greatly overused and distorted by artists and designers. ‘My artistic practice’ or simply ‘my practice’ are the words used by creatives to refer to this ephemeral thing encompassing not only the physical results of their toil, but also their ideas, ethos, struggles, creative identity and sometimes even as vindication for or distraction from their lack of real outcomes. A Practice is something solid enough to be pointed to when asked, yet defies any real attempt at examination or substantiation. This has always been confounding to me, as I drag myself to a cold studio day after day, in the midst of painting a show, each day working for hours before finally finding momentum, only to leave and have the whole cycle begin again the next day.”

— Excerpt from the Artist Statement

“To me, this isn’t A Practice, it is quite literally practice. Practicing the same brushstrokes until they become muscle memory and finally dissent to take on a life of their own, practicing the descent into that difficult-to-find subconscious place where there is flow and chaos but still control, practicing knowing when to stop and take a step back, knowing that when you do, you’re letting go of that state, and it will be many hours the next day to get back into it. That is often the hardest part; giving up that hard-earned flow and the feverish creativity that you worked so hard for. ”

— Excerpt from the Artist Statement

Beautiful Melodies Telling Me Terrible Things #1

“This show is in many ways a culmination of that practice, a physical embodiment of those creative rhythms; chaotic, wild and a reflection of my subconscious actions, yet trained by my conscious mind. ”

— Excerpt from the Artist Statement