My mother often tells a story of how when I was three years old, I told her I would draw a picture everyday so that when I grew up, I would be an artist. And I stuck to that for years. With a father who was an US Air Force pilot, I was raised across much of the United States and abroad, moving year after year. Upon finishing high school, I did not pursue formal artistic training, believing the idea that it was impossible to make a living being creative. So I went to college and graduated with a Bachelor's degree in Counseling, afterwards choosing to move to beautiful Jackson, WY. After a few years of stringing together ski bum jobs and never being able to shirk my creative itch, I decided to teach myself graphic design. It took some time, but I finally starting landing real design jobs and was able to turn my creative free time elsewhere.
In the fall of 2015, I fell in love with painting. I began putting time into developing as a painter, starting with acrylics, and eventually moving into watercolors. Over the next few years, I began getting shows around town and devoting more and more time to my art. It took twenty-seven years from my initial goal as a three year old, but in fall 2019 I made the jump to full time artist. Having spent a few years focusing on watercolors, in 2020 I shifted into oils and have been thoroughly enjoying the new medium.