Art Beyond the Canvas
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Drowning In Noise
This painting comes from the feeling of being surrounded by unsolicited voices that don’t see you clearly. They’re often intrusive and judgmental, loud in an unsettling way. The buildings loom like figures closing in, harsh and repetitive, like the sound of constant criticism. They twist things, blame, and chip away at one's sense of self. The small figure in the center isn’t fighting back. She’s slipping into the abyss, almost disappearing, not out of weakness, but out of exhaustion. Sometimes the only relief is to retreat into your own quiet space, away from the noise and the cruelty. The emptiness around her is intentional. It’s the silence she’s trying to reach. A place where the voices can’t follow.
You're Dimming Me
The buildings close in like figures pressing forward, their presence heavier and more suffocating. Criticism has started to settle into the air. The figure in the center is still standing, but you can feel the weight of the abuse on them. The darkness feels palpable, the space around them thinner, harder to breathe. A spotlight still lingers, leaving the figure exposed, as if the buildings themselves are watching. The noise has not just surrounded them, it’s starting to dim something inside. Not all at once, but gradually, the way constant negativity can soften your confidence and blur your sense of self. The glow around the figure is quieter now, more fragile. It’s still there, but it feels threatened, like a light that’s being slowly covered by a shadow. The painting sits in that moment where the bullies haven’t won completely, but they have left their mark.
Little Clown Red
The first piece in the clown series, painted in a more instinctive way with fast, loose brushstrokes. It came from a place of freedom, without overthinking every mark. The energy shows in the surface, where the paint feels rough and a bit chaotic. There’s a softness in the face, like someone trying to keep a gentle expression while carrying something heavier underneath. The red tones feel more like a fire inside, a quiet spark, hinting at the kind of inner world an introverted person might carry, full of thoughts that are deeper and more intriguing than they first appear. As the first in the series, this piece set the tone for the clowns that followed, where the feeling lives directly in the movement of the paint.
A Quiet Glimmer
This piece comes from that in-between space where things feel heavy, but not completely dark. It reflects the feeling of being worn down or uncertain, yet still carrying a small softness underneath it all. The expression sits in a quiet middle ground, like someone who’s been through a lot but still holds onto a bit of hope. There’s tension in the face, but the eyes carry a gentle warmth, a reminder that something tender is still there.The rough brushstrokes come from moments of frustration or overwhelm. When the emotion is strong, the movement of the paint becomes rougher, more direct, and less controlled. The surface ends up carrying that energy with it. The light in the painting isn’t dramatic or bright. It’s subtle, just a small presence, like a quiet glimmer that stays alive even in uncertain or heavier moments.
The Joke Is On You
A feeling of defiance sits at the center of this piece. It reflects the feeling of being watched, judged, or criticized for not living the way others think you should. For choosing your own path, your own pace, your own rules. The figure carries the presence of a joker, but not as a fool. It’s the one card that doesn’t belong to any suit, the one that moves differently and isn’t trapped in the same system. While others follow the rules of the game, this character exists slightly outside of it. There’s a quiet confidence in the expression, almost like an inside joke. The kind that comes from realizing you don’t have to live the way everyone else expects you to. The textures and layered brushwork reflect the emotional intensity behind that feeling. There’s humor in it, but also resistance. A sense that even when people criticize or misunderstand, there’s freedom in choosing your own direction. In the end, the joker isn’t just a symbol of rebellion. It represents the part of a person that refuses to be boxed in, even if it means standing apart from the rest of the deck.
Lying To Myself
- This painting comes from the feeling of masking in social situations, like putting on a face that isn’t really yours just to get through the room. The clown is not there to entertain anyone. It feels stiff, tired, and slightly out of place, like the performance is more about survival than humor. The heavy eye and rough textures make the face feel worn down, like the mask has been held up for too long. There is a quiet exhaustion in the expression, the kind that comes from pretending you are comfortable, pretending you belong, pretending you are not drained by the act. The rough brushstrokes are not accidental. They come from moments where I am angry or overwhelmed and lose myself in the movement of the paint. That physical release shows up on the surface, giving the work its raw, uneven texture. It is about the disconnect between what you show people and what you actually feel, and the uneasy realization that sometimes you are playing a role even in your own life.
Weekend in Palm Springs
Two figures travel together, close enough to overlap, but still holding their own space. The piece leaves their dynamic open, like any trip that could turn into a perfect weekend or something a bit more complicated.
The Party
This piece comes from a place of freedom and intuition. The faces merge into each other, almost sharing the same energy, like they’re caught in the same moment, each with a different reaction to it. The bold black lines and the red background bring out that sense of spontaneity. Nothing is overworked or overthought. The paint moves freely, and the expression stays loose and honest. It comes from a time centered on movement, expression, and the simple act of painting without overthinking.
Keynote Speaker
This piece plays on the idea of being the most compelling voice in the room. The face is built from sheet music, and the mouth becomes piano keys, as if every word carries presence and rhythm. The work combines mixed media throughout, with heavier texture built up around the outer areas, creating contrast and depth across the surface.
Twisted Reality
This piece comes from the exhaustion of always being the one who says sorry while never hearing it in return. Over time, that imbalance leaves emotional pain. The figure stands still as black tears run down the body. It’s the quiet accumulation of hurt that was never repaired, carried silently over time.
Before the World Wakes Up
A small village rests beneath heavy mountains, fields stretching outward into open land. Two figures stand together in the space, small against the vast landscape. It captures that hour before the world begins making demands. Before noise. Before expectation. Before anyone is watching. In that early stillness, everything feels suspended and love can exist without interruption, untouched by what comes next.
Lollipop Faces
Candy-like tones create a circus of color gathered into one frame. It came from a moment that felt alive and electric. Two faces merge into one form, built from bold, expressive strokes.
Tropical Fusion
Tropical color unfolds into a paradise within one frame. It came from a place influenced by vibrant, exotic destinations, where color feels alive and immersive. Two faces merge into one form, shaped by bold, expressive strokes.
Blue Conundrum
Inspired by a love of creepy dolls, abandoned buildings, and wandering through antique shops where everything feels like it has a past, this piece leans into the bizarre. Nostalgic but mysterious, the figure stands composed, almost formal, yet there’s an undercurrent of curiosity. The blue surroundings create distance and tension, like you’ve stepped into a quiet room and can’t quite explain why it feels slightly off. There’s a hardness to it, something still and almost crystalline beneath the surface. A little eerie and intentionally confusing, it leaves you wondering where it came from and what it’s seen.
Split Perspective
Two faces collide into the same form but move in different emotional directions. What feels like deepening connection to one becomes quiet distance to the other. The moment is shared. The experience is not. One sees closeness while the other slowly pulls away. Split Perspective holds that imbalance, the subtle shift where love grows on one side as it fades on the other.
Poignant Pierrot
The expression holds more than it shows. It feels like the kind of moment that comes after deciding something you can’t undo and knowing there is no turning back. Framed by the exaggerated ruffled collar, the face carries rough brushstrokes that come from wanting to escape and stay at the same time. There is love in it, but also clarity. It reflects the weight of choosing what is right, even when it leaves you unsettled. The emotion is real, but it no longer asks permission.
Obstructed
You move through one obstacle after another, believing that once they're behind you, clarity will finally follow. The path opens. The view never fully clears. When you finally reach your dreams, it isn't the paradise you imagined, just a muted version stripped of color.
She's Beautiful
No matter how people perceive me, I know that i'm beautiful.
Downtown Wall Fun
This piece captures the kind of detail most people walk past without noticing. City walls aren’t one layer. They’re built up, covered, and worn down again. Time and texture quietly hiding in plain sight.
Bottom of the Wagon
Four figures stand side by side in matching suits, looking proper but a little off. There's a quiet mischief in their faces, like they're in on something the rest of the world hasn't noticed yet.