I started into painting at around age 11. Simple watercolour pencils which I would paint off of with a brush. Then at age 13, I jumped into oil paint. I loved and despised oil. It got on absolutely everything I owned; clothing, bedding, floor, walls, and stunk up my narrow room with the rich odour of curing and linseed oil; but I created many little masterpieces of my own and would pretend I was Tom Thompson painting the wild onto masonite board. My Father & I would go ever summer to the absolutely beautiful Algonquin park region to camp, paddle and paint. One of my favorite paintings, from such a trip, got chosen out of thousands to be displayed in a adult juried show in the Tom Thompson Memorial Art Gallery. For me, this was a huge deal, at age14 to be publicly displayed as an artist. I was so happy.

When my depression turned its ugly head, my paintings followed. They tended to be situated around my experiences and struggles, but most importantly my cacophony of lucid dreams. Everything turned from impressionistic to ambiguous abstract to surreal.

I took a leave from large scale painting while I made the move to British Columbia, with my best friend and partner, Matthew.

But after several moves through uncomfortable but affordable apartments, we found a place we could actually relax in, and I got back into painting. "Faerypool" (displayed to the right) was one of the first few paintings I did, whilst living in the sun and shadow of Cypress Mountain. Followed by Roots and Wings, Water Lily and Fire Soul.

"West Wood" was inspired by a moonlit night I spent up on Cypress Mountain. The calmness enveloped me and allowed me to reach inward. Strive toward the path to oneness. Start a new journey to create a new journey.

My latest creations come from night dreams and day visions that have surrounded me while going through some difficult emotional times and curious spiritual renunciation. Most recently I have had lucid dreams from the East. Images of ancient towering stone structures enveloped by strangling figs, Buddhas warm smiles, elemental elephants and simple oneness. I researched the images that were carved into my cortex, via the internet, and found my exact vision really existed in the countries of the Khmers and Siamese (Cambodia and Thailand). I put the images in paint and started planning a trip to quench the thirst that continues to draw me to the East.

Enjoy.