“Mothers are those wonderful people who can get up in the morning before the smell of coffee.” Reaching for meaning in my own scribbles, digital and otherwise. Tattoos, art, and other great things hidden inside, come in tell me what you think, because it means more than I’m about to tell you.

In hindsight: The things we thought broken no longer seem that unfixable anymore. Creating and losing and searching for more than what I remember it to be. Dreams of yesterday and paint dust on everything.

Life is like that baseball team your mom made you join as a kid. No one wanted to be there, everyone was miserable and we all got the same crappy trophy in the end.

I’ve added more photos to my portfolio area and have attached some works completed near the end of the year. Lots of skulls and cats and things floating in space! You love it! Click for more!