At the young age of 10, art became my only catalyst as a form of therapy when I was stabbed in my left hand at church. The seven inch knife that severed my tendons was my early introduction to the world of art. Shadowed by the pain and anger, I developed a love for color which in turn brought joy in my life. My subjects include family, friends, acquaintances, strangers, and myself. Empathy in portraiture to me is much more than an artistic convention of a realistic painter. I started to create my own mythology from history, inserting the black body in context defining new ways of introducing primary colors.
I paint these visual symbiosis and its correlation to race by carefully studying one’s skin tone. I spend time deconstructing a complex hue to its basic formula. I love to enhance the fierceness and detail of the eyes in portraits, because the eyes are the windows to the soul. My observations leads to a emphasis on surrealism and realism. By blending my figurative and folklore work with fantasy and pattern. It is my constant goal to portray color with a realistic narrative that you can feel. I let the pain in my hand that’s present from my childhood dictate the colors I will use. Often the color is blue, but at times varies with spectrum of intensity. Blue is the color of the sky and sea. It is often associated with depth and stability. It symbolize trust, loyalty, wisdom, confidence, intelligence, faith, truth, and heaven.
Just like the knife that carved my creativity, art is a double-edged sword. If you don't respect your weapon, you can damage yourself and others. My art's purpose is to be uplifting, colorful and tell a story. As an artist, I take on the responsibility to paint these various subject matters by bridging the gap between culture and race. Empathy has inspired me to continue to use bright primary colors to express my stories, thus deepening my practice by researching the meaning of color as it pertains to other cultures.