Chuck E. Bloom,


My ultimate goal is to walk right into one of canvases and never return, but the door opens and the door closes in the blink of an eye. The barriers are endless and the map I followed getting here is torn and unreadable. Perhaps I've pretended to know where I was all along just to feel more comfortable, but it doesn't make it any less real.

I speak in visual metaphor. The manipulation of my subject matter is natural and balanced. The psychological state of events is for you, the viewer, to extrapolate — the results of which you may find you least expected.

I am am hopeful and curious and apocalyptic.

And, my art will never match a couch.

Artist Images

Prolonged Despiration


Perpetual Maintenance


Revised Finale


a Desolate Rejoinder


Let's Go For a Walk