I look out at the collective madness of what the human experience has become, I am overwhelmed by our atrocities, and our ignorance, In the face of overwhelming suffering and insanity the only justification I can present in defense on why we deserve to exist is our ability to exercise the faculty of creative expression.

this is not a solution, Art is not enough to save the world, but without it the weight of consciousness would be unbearable.

the art I create is a celebration of our potential , a prayer to the future, and a lamentation of our pain.