I was born on a steamer in international waters to Jesuit missionary parents on their way to Burma to save lives. Or, I was born in Totowa, NJ a painfully realistic 1960s suburban development where every home was the same, the only variation being orientation; carport left or right. We owned one horribly faded sickly pink Picasso reproduction that we got for free for opening a checking account, which hung on a too-big wall in our living room. I began drawing before I was born and only stopped when I thought I'd grown up. Mistake.
99.9% of the work here is new work—made in the last few months. I hope you enjoy it.
Bennington College, BA Fine Art 1985
School of Visual Arts, 1981-1982
I worked in IT for 18 years. It was awful.