I grew up in the country with forty acres as my playground, which is probably why I favor wide-open spaces. I drink copious amounts of black coffee, top my pancakes with peanut butter, and find chips and guacamole impossible to resist. I stride forward into the unknown with unflinching optimism and often leap without looking.

In July 2018, I bought my neighbor’s 2001 Ford Econoline van, and in February 2020, it became my full-time home. I sold my house and all my belongings, quit my job, and intentionally stepped away from the comfortable life I’d created.

Easily awed by nature, I find infinite sources of inspiration in the panoramic landscapes through which I roam. Loosely referencing photographs and memories from exploring the American West, my paintings are nostalgic reinterpretations of my own experiences.

Wandering somewhere between expressionism and abstract, my paintings capture ephemeral moments, like the playfulness of light, the jubilant riot of color in a sunset, or whimsical and imagination-stirring cloud formations.