Nouvelles
The Long Story of Light
Light is the first word and the last promise. Every moment of history moves along that line of light—from creation’s first breath to the dawn that will never fade. Daylight...
The Long Story of Light
Light is the first word and the last promise. Every moment of history moves along that line of light—from creation’s first breath to the dawn that will never fade. Daylight...
Why I Paint — Beauty as Testimony to Eternal Truth
I paint because beauty still tells the truth. The earth is wrong, but it’s still radiant—and I paint toward that day when light over darkness will no longer be a hope,...
Why I Paint — Beauty as Testimony to Eternal Truth
I paint because beauty still tells the truth. The earth is wrong, but it’s still radiant—and I paint toward that day when light over darkness will no longer be a hope,...
Daylight: Painting Resurrection in Golden Light
Daylight began with a color I didn’t know how to love — a golden light that refused to behave. Somewhere between hesitation and surrender, I learned what resurrection light might...
Daylight: Painting Resurrection in Golden Light
Daylight began with a color I didn’t know how to love — a golden light that refused to behave. Somewhere between hesitation and surrender, I learned what resurrection light might...
When the Waves Roar: Storm, Smallness, and the ...
This summer, I set aside the pressure to be endlessly visible and instead chose rest. In that sabbath of painting, family, and quiet, a new series called Daylight began to...
When the Waves Roar: Storm, Smallness, and the ...
This summer, I set aside the pressure to be endlessly visible and instead chose rest. In that sabbath of painting, family, and quiet, a new series called Daylight began to...
On Art, Burnout, and "Authenticity"
We talk a lot about authenticity online—but no one talks about how hard it is to live it. This post is a reflection on burnout, the myth of ‘realness’ in...
On Art, Burnout, and "Authenticity"
We talk a lot about authenticity online—but no one talks about how hard it is to live it. This post is a reflection on burnout, the myth of ‘realness’ in...
You Don’t Have to Know Exactly What You’re Look...
I thought I was just passing through Rhode Island. I didn’t know it would become home—or that the detour would hold everything I never thought to ask for. This is...
You Don’t Have to Know Exactly What You’re Look...
I thought I was just passing through Rhode Island. I didn’t know it would become home—or that the detour would hold everything I never thought to ask for. This is...