My Story

have you ever gotten completely + totally lost?

maybe in the pages of your all-time favorite book. maybe in your daughter’s tangled hair perhaps in a kiss, or in a vow.

we all want to ‘get lost.’ we crave it. we need it.

and the busier life gets, the more we forget how to do it. i’m a lucky guy, because I’ve found my own way to get lost … every day.

all I have to do is pick up a brush, stop thinking, start feeling … and paint.

owning a piece of my art probably won’t ‘change your life. but it might make you pause, breathe, smile and remember to get lost … just a little more often.

the backstory

i started painting several years ago, in design school, without any big plans or ambitions. it was hard, unpredictable, time-consuming — and the best thing ever. by the end of day one, i was hooked.

one gallery show led to another, and before long i was selling paintings to friends, family + a handful of local fans.

local sales turned into national sales. national sales turned into licensing deals. bulk orders from CB2 came knocking, along with flash sales at fab.com, pops-ups in people magazine — and flattering attention from a couple of those ‘home makeover’ reality tv shows.

one day, i woke up and realized, “huh … guess I’m a full-time artist, now.”

i grinned. and then put brush to canvas again.

the nowstory

i live in north carolina with my (amazing) family.

i wake up at 5am most mornings, work out, whirl the kids off to school, check my computer for new orders, plant myself in the center of (at least) ten half-covered canvases, and rarely stop moving ‘til nightfall. i’m usually splattered in about seven colors of paint. it’s a good way to move through the world.

life is complicated enough, so I keep my work simple.

i hope it makes you look. i hope it makes you smile.

i hope it makes you feel …
something you’ve been wanting to feel, for a while.