Art shaped by life in Michigan

    Influenced by the rhythms, patterns, and textures in the world around me, I draw intuitively, letting each mark lead to the next without erasing or reworking. My practice is one of presence, acceptance, and finding beauty in a journey unfolding.

    I grew up surrounded by rural landscapes and the Great Lakes, architecture, and the automotive industry—where nature and craft converged. I learned to notice rhythm, pattern, and texture in the world around me: the changing leaves in fall, the rush of wind off Lake Michigan, the thousands of needles on a pine tree, the drape of the Mackinac Bridge, and the way spring is savored after a long winter. It formed a landscape of curiosity and mindfulness that guides me to notice, stay present, and let things unfold.

    For me, art is presence. It lives in the shape of George Nelson’s coconut chair, the curves of a 1956 Chevy Bel-Air, the fossil lines of a Petoskey stone, and the way the sun sets on the horizon at Grand Haven. It’s a balance—being honest with my own vulnerabilities while applying myself fully.

    My art exists somewhere between memory and motion, structure and improvisation, the industrial and the naturally occurring. It’s the quiet accumulation of experiences that continues to shape how I see. I draw to understand what I’ve noticed, what I’ve felt, and what lingers. The result is abstract, modern, and nostalgic all at once—carrying echoes of place, pattern, and lived experience.

    A few of my favorite things

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