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I often get asked what made me decide to become an artist.

The truth is I’ve been making things with my hands as long as I can remember. The classic story: always drawing in the margins of every notebook… and on the desk… and the walls. I got into a lot of trouble at school for being disruptive and quite frankly, I was. I had a highly excitable mind prone to distraction and daydreaming - and I still do now. What can I say, I have a lot of passion and sometimes it just spurts out!

My first job as a teenager was working for my dad who is a contractor in home renovation. Looking back he probably hired me to keep me out of trouble, and it kind of worked. He would drop me off at a house in the suburbs with a little crew and away we would go.

When you’re the new guy and you’re 16, you get to do a lottt of patching and sanding, and pretty much any other job no one else feels like - which is fair because you have no idea what you’re doing. It was kind of fun, though. I would start at one end of the room and make my way across, pulling out stray nails and screws and scraping away little bumps, then patching the holes and sanding everything to a smooth surface, ready to receive a fresh coat of paint. Satisfying.

In my early 20s I took a printmaking class in copper etching and it BLEW MY MIND. Ever since then I’ve been hooked. It was amazing: making art - this thing I had always done to keep myself entertained and out of trouble - met my background in trades and BOOM! I discovered I was born to be a printmaker.

Everything in your life is training you for something you’ll need later. Trust the process.



Do your own thing, your way. There has never been anyone else exactly like you, and there never will be again. That’s why you’re here. You are bold and never needed to maintain the status quo. You make your own path and you know the best person to steer your boat is you. The deepest wisdom and intelligence of the universe lies within you, and comes through you.



Our sacred bond with the natural world is a powerful force for healing.




Home is where we rest. It’s where we cook and play and dream. It’s where we stop to refuel and reconnect with the ones we love. Home is where we can truly be ourselves, and open our hearts to receive the blessings of the universe.

Express yourself. Give a beautiful gift. Tell someone you love what they mean to you.