I am a self-taught painter.
Growing up, I learned how to be a man. I came to believe that, if I presented the perfect body – the ideal masculine form – I could be loved. I was a decorated athlete, but I used steroids; I was adored, but I abused drugs and myself. I was miserable.
I attended law school to become the man I was raised to be. I worked at the Pentagon and a top global law firm. Then I got cancer.
Cancer took me from one misery to another – my body was taken apart, destroyed, and permanently disfigured. As I recovered, I left behind lucrative job offers to pursue painting instead.
Painting is a subversive act against my former life. My paintings explore the strangeness of the body - it’s role in identity, it’s isolation and weakness, and the conflict between self and body. As such, I want to make images and creatures that are immediately real and vulnerable.