Signs and wonder, local language, silent message, impossible to authentically duplicate, unintentional poems on a scrap of glass and metal, a codebook to the city's secrets, something intimate and essential, to know a city, study it's signs, glamorous developments of illumination and technology, telling the continuing story of a city, the chatter of the streets, what is said is what isn't scarily more important than the signs.

Paper and Paint. My current work combines antique paper and acrylic to create an illusion of depth & texture. My focus is urban landscape and nostalgic inspired imagery that transports the viewer to a simpler time.

Highly Sought after Fresh Paint

Based in Southwest Ohio. Available Worldwide.
Below is where I fooled them.

2019
Best of
Show
Zona Rosa
KC, MO


2022
Eastern Shore
Art Center Award
Fairhope, AL

2017,2018 &
2019

Outdoor Award
Wyoming, OH

Who Am I

Who am I? Who am I! I'm the one who sees value in art. I'm of the tribe to lend meaning to this. This image, form, feeling and texture soup we all swim in has to have some meaning. Right?

Just doing the best I can.
If I do my job, you'll feel better.

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canvas, paint, paper, story, texture & patina

What makes our particular job so exceptional that it requires inspiration or a muse to do it? We are artists and we labour in the service of others. It is not something we do only if and when we feel motivated – we create because it is our responsibility to do so. In this respect our occupation is no different than that of most people. Does an ordinary adult go to work only if they feel in the mood? x doctors? Do labourers? Do teachers? Do taxi drivers? We are duty-bound to do our job, like everyone else, because the space we occupy depends upon our participation and breaks down if we don’t. A committed artist cannot afford the luxury of revelation. Inspiration is the indolent indulgence of the dabbler. Muses, Tam, are for losers! The idea that you can’t paint because the world is 'made of war and cruelty' has to be the lamest and most faint-hearted excuse not to work I have ever heard, Dan. How will painting a fucking picture help? — it will help because art is the noble and necessary rejoinder to the sins of the world. When the world rushes toward us with all its streaming wounds – wanting, needing – do we cover our eyes and shrink away, do we sit and wring our hands in despair, do we run and hide, or do we hasten toward it, like we hasten toward an injured child, with our arms outstretched? If we are to call ourselves artists then we must avoid the myriad excuses that present themselves and do our job. Yes, the world is sick, and yes it can be cruel, but it would be a whole lot sicker and a whole lot crueler if it were not for painters and filmmakers and songwriters – the beauty-makers – wading through the blood and muck of things, whilst reaching skyward to draw down the very heavens themselves. These are perilous and urgent times. This is not the hour to sit around moaning about the condition of the world — leave that to the posturing inhabitants of that most morbidly neurotic of spaces, social media — and nor is it the moment to fruitlessly wait for inspiration to find us. It’s time to get to work, to reach up and tear the divine idea from its heavenly cradle and proffer it to the world. Create, Tam! Create, Dan! Create like your life depends on it, because, of course, of course, it does! Love, Nick

The Red Hand Files Issue #274
— Nick Cave

Paintings that Remind me of...

Do you need a bit of nostalgia? You know that smell that takes you back
your childhood? That old photo that transports you to a simpler time.
Let me know that feeling.

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