MY STORY:

After leaving the military in 2010, I opened a small art business that allowed me to sell my paintings, but like many people, life stuff took over and I stepped away to get a “proper job”. Then, in November 2017 I suffered an unexpected brain injury that landed me in intensive care with a 50% chance of survival.

Thankfully, I came through this with no major physical side effects (though I do now forget the odd random word). I am a changed person though, more insular and reflective, more comfortable in solitude and silence, but i’m happy with this change, its helped me grow, not only as an artist, but as a person. My work now carries a sense of inner calm, of thoughtful contemplation, and emotional depth that has certaily helped me when I paint.

I’ve always had a dream to become a full-time artist, something I imagined I’d pursue in retirement. I’m now 58, and that itch I’ve had since leaving the art world in 2012 has never gone away. For years, I was content with my decision as it was the right one for my family. But as time passes and the kids grow up and move on, things change.

I’m finally in a position to bring that dream forward, and if life has taught me anything, it’s that you never know what’s around the corner. We spend too much time putting things off, thinking there will always be time, but life can literally be too short to not pursue your passions and dreams. So i’m bringing the plan forward, i’m excited, nervous, and ready to return to the world of art and finally do what I love.