I was obsessed with fairy tales as a child.  Obsessed with finding my Prince Charming.  Until I went to college the picture of the white picket fence, the big house, and the three kids were imprinted in my mind.  

Recognizing, admitting, and growing to love the fact that I was queer has been a journey.  It is now one of my favorite parts of my identity.  

In my work I explore the different ways we love, are loved, and want to be loved.

These works are all acrylic paintings on reclaimed wood.  My wife, friends and other people in the Baltimore community often drop off wood that they have found in an alley, an old house, or the side of the road.  Taking the wood that other people have discarded is part of my process.  Just like the way love imprints itself on our psyche the wood has its own story to tell.