About the Artist

Throughout my life I have always felt the desire to create or destroy the things I have had difficulty understanding.  This odd philosophy has been the obsession that has fueled a lifetime of creation and destruction.  Along with this process, I still struggle with the notion that calling oneself an “artist” is presumptuous and arrogant.  How can art become valuable or generate potent emotions that fuel a lust for ownership?  If you are not a “marketable” artist, how can you inspire yourself to produce for no one?  It’s the dichotomy inside the artist that makes one extremely selfish and ridiculously generous in the same breath.  These questions and contradictions form the social politic that has greatly influenced my thoughts and feelings as I generate visual artwork.

My life experience and wonderful travels have carved myself into what I am today.  I was born in Boston in 1971, raised in Quebec, Quincy and Braintree, Massachusetts.  I served in the Air Force until 1994, traveled the globe, graduated from Boston University in 1999, and presently work troubleshooting electrical and mechanical systems of trains in the Boston area.  I’ve piloted helicopters and swum through shipwrecks.  I’ve taken years off my life on skateboards, and haphazard stunts.  Throughout it all, I always used art as a scalpel to separate myself from a world that to this day makes me wonder if this as all a dream.

I’m starting to ask myself new questions about my path in the arts.  I want to make powerful conceptual artwork that feeds the viewer’s senses.  I’m changing my focus and am starting to understand that my art is the scalpel that can separate the viewer from the craziness of everyday predictability and expected social norms.  In this way, art becomes a truly special gift; a magic carpet ride that crashes through the mundane and leaves permanent positive scars.