In this day and age the art world has reached a zenith of creativity. Nothing is taboo and nothing in unacceptable. History tells us that there has always been someone in control of what is made from the Medici to the galleries and museums. Now we reach a time where we are free… free to create “art that no one asked for”, art that no one wanted. We are free, yet most have no vision, nothing to say. Why? Why create what you think people want? No one knew they wanted an iPod until it was mass marketed to them. N o one knew they ate or like sushi until they tried it. In this technical age of mass consumerism the biggest mistake an artist could make is to do what they think people want to see, to buy. People don't know what they want until you tell them. I inflict art on people. I am a Dadaist, how could I not be? I create then force people to look. Once seen whether you like it or not is immaterial. Art is the most selfish and ego driven thing you could possibly do. You create unbidden that which no one asked for, how much more self-centered could one be? Outsider Artist? Yes!! Outside the norms of corporate art, no traditional schooling to tell me how and what to do. Unbridled furry is what drives me. I don't know what I have done until it is finished; don't know that it is finished until it tells me. Where is the vision, the forethought, you might ask. I sit down and the canvas tells me what it wants to be, the brush tells me what color it wants and what it is going to do. I am an instrument, a tool and usually not much more. Art as a weapon? Yes, my lens is the barrel of a gun shooting away, my words sharp knives cutting through, my brushes are clubs, maces, lances and I do in fact use a hammer. The paint is my blood; flowing, spilling and spattering. Ergo my finished pieces are part of me. I am not merely an artist; I deal in dreams, barter in flesh and sell pieces of souls. I am small, I am angry, and I am a redhead… Available for Commissioned work and projects.

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