artist. explorer. encourager. cook. curious fellow time traveler. religious faith filled unbeliever.

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My soul loves a good surprise. My life is a journey of my love. After college I abandoned illustration to wash dishes at a 5 star restaurant. (I was a poor salesman with a very refined palate) I made zines and hosted events to cure midwestern boredom. I fell in love. It didn't work out. I screamed in a metal band. Hiked across America. I shared paintings and photography to poetically share my transformations and journeys. I biked across the Himalayas and my heart broke for the worlds lack of vision and creativity in the margins. I now live in the middle of America where the concrete weeds are overgrown and still spreading. In the cracks there is new life and unexpected community. The greatest surprise so far was to find sustainability near desolation and creativity in emptiness. I can’t wait for a better world to crash into this one so I’m attempting to make the most of what is most proximate.

shell and soul

I.

ether of love

unassumption of righteousness

passing the peace of time

uncomfortably close that melts you to fit comfortably

thrown off coarse like i knew where i was going

freckles and wit meet sweet coffee and legs

the rhyme of lives

unexpected surprise

but isnt that how surprise works?

unforseen.

II.

the false dichotomy of being

the sematics of language speaking of discriptionlessness and the infinite ebb

caught in the flow

invisible and indivisable

magically illuminated

thought, word, deed

contextual connectivity

remembering a part from the whole-listic view

to walk in the shoes of “what was, what is, and what is to come”

following the wind by ear

guided by light’s heat and the hearts pace that bends the times that move with us.

and in us.

and through us.

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