The "Who would I be..?" Project is an attempt to connect us to points of humanity. We all have stories who make us who we are. It's a hypothetical question for viewers but the portrait of my

Oh man, I have been so MIA from this platform and many other things because life is going. I left you guys right before I took off for burning man. An experience of a lifetime that changed a myriad of

Long drives, and winding roads will lead you somewhere into the mountains. That is where I found myself today. I am getting prepared before two jobs, school, burning man, and life takes a full ride zoom

Our world lands itself in disarray all the time, and right now it's hard not to see the news stories, hear the politics, and know the troubles people around us are fighting. That makes it equally hard

What am I worth is a performance art piece I did recently. The interesting thing lately I have found is my ideas I have sat on for a year, a few months or days have become jumping opportunities for me

Branching this past year into performance art I found myself as a human canvas. Celebrating 100 years of De Stijl for a flomm event lead to an impromptu photoshoot after hours.

My good friend Bru Lei has just released his new album and it is some super fire! He has been at the Hip Hop game a long time and this is worth listening to! Thanks for listening @threebagsfull

I've sat back questioning what would be the next painting I would share with you guys. This painting hangs in a nonchalant place on my wall of art. Maybe to a place no one realizes what it is or what it

Today I left the park, hangry but inspired at the same time. I have moved into an amazing apartment in midtown of sacramento. It's a thriving time right now in the city and seems to be filling up with

I've missed out on a couple days of posting. To admit what's been going on isn't fully my story to share. What I can say is in the last 5 years I have known this person, I have learned so much. Mostly,

Personal Journal: "Life out the window during sleepless nights. Something awakens me constantly through out these past few nights and I am not sure what it is. Today I reached somewhere, somewhere

"People are going to read this and think I am so fucked up." The very first words uttered out of my mouth as I begin the process of writing this blog. Every day that goes on after the loss of

A 2 year long online literary project I started back in may of 2015 came about from a typography class. At first it was an attempt to complete a dose of homework my teacher dished out. But as I sat with

AND SO IT BEGINS!! In a world of business, creatives are at a disadvantage. Not only must we create, but me must market and sell and get copyrights and build a following and engage with our audience and

There is not a memory of being on the beach and it not being home to me. Every memory of the beach lands it self in the category of one of the best days of my life. Recently, we checked out and went to

Man, I swear some days the idea blogging is intimidating. I'm trying to conjure up the good resonating concept and what that leave me with? This post. Just starting out is definitely an interesting process,

My work often starts with no set intention to create. I sit with a canvas and allow my hands to work and move the paint around until I see something within the piece. And this one was eerily created some

I am always asked the question "What is with the blue rose?" For me it is simple and complex at times. And as I do not wish to sound unintelligent when I say this, but hard to articulate. When