For the next couple weeks we will be focusing on a new series called the Poetic Series. This series is based on poems that I wrote myself in which the paintings & the poems really give life to each other. Many of the pieces in the series I hand painted the poem onto the canvas to make them as one. The idea for this series came when I was looking to make a wedding gift for my sister. I wanted to make something that really captured the love between my sister and her soon to be husband. So I worked on a poem and then images of the poem came into my head and I thought it would be great if I incorporated both. After doing this piece I looked through some other poems I had written and found ways to express those through images. 

​The first piece we will be talking about is the painting that started it all; it is called “Fairy Tale”.  To read full poem, click on "READ MORE". 

How can I start a conversation about a piece that has impacted myself as an artist more than I probably would ever like to share? I am not too sure but I will give it my best shot.

I started this piece when I was in one of the most emotional trying times of my life. I was isolated, alone and so very lost. The only thing I knew before painting this piece was that I wanted to be a real artist and make it as my profession. I had no clue if I could do it and honestly waivered in my belief that I had the talent to do it. When I started this piece I just let go of everything and left it on the canvas. Once I finally finished this piece and looked back at it I knew that no matter what, art was what I had to do. Obviously, the thought of failing and being broke and destitute really scares me like it would most. But for the first time in my life I knew I couldn’t let that fear stop me anymore, and that even if I was the only one who discovered something through my pieces I had to keep creating them. So I have, and slowly I believe that I am helping to reach people and make their lives a bit more colorful.

​As I could probably talk about “Freedom” for hours I will spare you and focus on some of the highlights of it. “Freedom” started with a broken heart (the loss of heart) the idea of emptiness, blackness, a whole that felt like it would engulf me. It became more as all my thoughts of doubt; self-denial, anger and anguish started pouring out. I was stripped naked down to my very core having no recourse but to stare into that which I was so afraid of. For who truly wants to take off there masks and look into the true eyes of who they were.