In my awakening state, I was better off dead.

Painting, I guess you could say, saved my life. I mean, it was either that or the bridge.

I love every piece I’ve created. And if I’m being honest, I like it more than your own fucking opinion.

What I love most, though, is the conversations conceived from the art I make.

Connection. That’s it.

Connection is lost. I know my paintings can develop conversations between you and your loved ones, your friends, and even within yourself.

Whether it’s a conversation about how much you fucking hate my art, then my job is fucking done.

You felt something. You had an opinion. You spoke about it. You connected with somebody, even if it was just to disagree.

Connected enough.

Need I say more?

— PAINTS