I never had any intentions of showing people what I had created. Each piece represented to me a missing link within myself. I would understand my struggle or whatever I was dealing with at that moment when the painting was complete. Art isn't an escape for me, it is an act of desperation. to express feelings that I cannot find the words or actions to express. Painting has provided me with a sense of purpose, achievement, recognition and satisfaction. From the beginning of my art career, I have always looked at my art as exploration of the self. Art is my language, a visual one that expresses my emotions. It is my voice that speaks out when I want to be silent. It is ecstasy which gives my life meaning and fulfillment. It is life itself, which will continue to live and breath long after I leave this Earth. It defines who I am as a person, as a human being. Without my art, I am just a drifter passing through time with nothing to contribute. I must not only paint, but I also can not be anything else but an artist. My personality, temperament, thinking, and aspirations, all call for it.
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