I’ve been making art for as long as I can remember. My parents say they knew something was different about my drawings when I was five. It’s something I see as a gift from God—and I’ve chased it with joy most of my life.

I grew up on a timber farm in South Central Georgia, along the Ocmulgee River. Generations of my family have been shaped by that land—hunting, fishing, walking the woods. The river, the trees, the wildlife—they show up in most of what inspires my art today.

For a long time, I tried to make every painting perfect. I chased realism, thinking that’s what made art good.  I didn’t love time spent painting like this. Recently I have started to see the beauty in imperfection—in bolder brushwork, in more abstraction, in letting a painting breathe. I’ve drawn inspiration from artists like Walter Anderson, and from old design motifs found in cultures all over the world—Native American, Ancient Greek, and others. Patterns, lines, spirals, crosses—these symbols say something deep and lasting and make their way into my work naturally.

Now I live and paint in Thomasville, another community that values the outdoors and God’s creation within it. And I am making art that feels honest to me—rooted in the South, shaped by the river, and made with both skill and freedom.