Hello everyone!
Here is some facts about me you may or may not know. I’m a proud Navy brat, born in Tennessee, and home-schooled by my very dedicated mom. We moved all over the US but in the end landed back where my mom started, Eugene, OR, where I call home today.

When I was about six i remember taking on an art project with great effort to recreate a very specific image I had in my head. As I did, I remember being in awe that God could create everything without the obstacle of human fallibility . My photography, paintings, and all mixed mediums I work in today are an endless extension of this fascination. Art and the exploration of it is how I process the world. I don’t think I could ever tire of discovering what God gives me to express.

To everyone that knows me, thank you for your prayers and support. So many people have pushed me to take pride in my work and grow. You are the reason I am the Artist I am today,
Thank you!


  • Joined: October 2010


To meet ones hearts true goal

Life swirls around me / Burdens and decisions may overwhelm me / Independent we must be / But inside all my heart, body, soul, and mind wants is to give all of me to a body willing to give all of themselves to me / The exchange of ones heart forever, / Under lock and key, to some one equally invested is all I can hope for / I long for it / Need it / Seek it / It is my only goal / Mountains I mus…
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balance (warning this is deep thoughts not a fluffy poem)

Why dose simply wanting a well balanced life have to be so impossible / Choking = breathing / Crying = cleansed / Arguing = resolution / Depressed = road to recovery / Anger = intervention / Whare as / Peace= quite before the storm / Happiness= having something to take away / Feeling in control = cause to be knocked down to size / Agreeing with someone = reason for another argument / Standing up …
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My Cause~

It is so hard to be a “good” person…. When I so desperately want to justify my need to act on urges of darkness, for if I want it so unconscionably….. than why inst it worth fighting for? / Why must it be such a struggle, why must it be easier for some than others, / I sit and I think and I think and I think / Perhaps if I was born later, slower, faster, or not at all…. Than I w…
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