About MY work
I didn’t grow up thinking I’d be an artist.
It came later—through family, memory, loss, and trying to understand things I couldn’t explain.
Most of the time, I’m not trying to make something perfect. I’m following a feeling until the meaning shows up.
This is a closer look at what shaped my work.
Sometimes the art understands me before I do.
bobo
Before I knew his name
My granddad was already part of this. I just didn’t realize it yet.
Becoming a father
Everything changed. The way I saw life, the way I created—it all got deeper.
Loss
Some things don’t go away. They just become part of you.
What stays with me
Father • Husband • Artist
Family is where a lot of this began.
Becoming a father changed how I saw everything. It made my work deeper, and more honest.
Loss changed it too. Some things don’t leave you. They become part of the way you move, the way you love, and the way you create.
That is what I keep coming back to: family, memory, and the things I’m still learning how to carry.
