The Tasting Room Dec 5th, 2011
The beginning of showing my art. Back then, I was just trying to find a way—any way—to make a bit of income. I was juggling a couple of soul-sucking jobs, creating whenever I could, using whatever I could find. Sometimes I painted over old canvases because buying new ones wasn’t an option. Classic artist’s struggle. This show felt like a chance to put my work into the world, to be seen. I didn’t sell a thing. I still remember walking out on opening night to find a boot on my beat-up Honda CRV. Yeah… those were the days.
