COLLECTIONS
The Memories Collection
I love my children so very much. It has been very difficult over the years living without them fulltime. As I work toward building a better future for my little ones, all I have to keep me going are the memories we create. To my son, Daddy is so very proud of you and what you have accomplished in your life. I remember the very day I knew I was going to be a father and I couldn’t wait to meet you. From your first steps to this very day, you will always be in my heart forever…I love you son. To my daughter…my baby girl, I love you more than I can ever express. You are kind, loving and so very special my beautiful daughter. Like your brother, when I found out I was going to be a daddy to a little girl…I was overcome with such happiness. I will always remember your first laugh and the last time you crawled into bed with me on my last day living with you. Daddy loves you so very much my little mama.
Please enjoy this collection everyone. It was made with memories of laughs, togetherness, and everlasting love. Daddy loves you my babies…. he loves you forever.
Previous Collections
The Sketches Collection
All my artwork has a purpose. All my artwork has a goal. This time I wanted to simply do a small collection that was to completed in a much smaller amount of time than previous collections. I wanted to show myself that no matter how hard life can get ….I still can push myself to get something done. So without much attachment or emotional pull, I present to all of you a new collection based off of sketches that were drawn for previous collections that either didn’t make the cut or were changed drastically.
THE a.l.E.X.i.s Collection
The Rise And Fall Of A Marriage
This new collection represents the rise and fall of my marriage with my ex-wife. It is told in six parts with each letter of her name representing a moment in time that we shared. It starts off with us meeting each other for the first time all the way to the present day since the day we were officially divorced. I attempted to tell this story the best I could while representing each period of time as I remember and felt it to have. It is a collection of love, happiness, and pain that comes with the fall of a life with someone and what effect it has had on me while I desperately try to pull myself back together so I can live again and help raise our two beautiful children. Please enjoy this new collection of artwork and remember if you ever find yourself struggling to move on after a tragic event such as divorce, use the memories of the life you no longer have as a reminder that you were once happy and that you can be happy and loved…..once again.
The Remembrance Collection
THE PAST, THE FALL AND WHAT WAS LEFT BEHIND
What does a home mean to you? What does it look like? Is it a giant and extravagant home or maybe a simple and small home where you spend your days on the porch just listening to the wind. For myself the idea of home has changed throughout the years and yet, I have struggled to move on from this one.
I lived in three different apartments before I met my ex-wife and have lived in several other places after the divorce and yet I still remember this house with such great fondness. It may have taken more time than I would have liked to feel at home there but eventually it became the place where so many memories were to be born. It was a very old and run down place with it’s creaky floors and so many do it yourself fixes here and there, but it was home…and I miss it.
I wanted to tell a visual story of my connection to this home, while hopefully letting go of what no longer is. Moving on has always been difficult for me in so many moments of my life, so I set out to challenge myself once again by creating some new artwork that was fueled by emotion and memories with the goal of putting those feelings to rest. Having been so alone for so many years and on the verge of losing the will to live, I was beyond thankful to now have the most beautiful wife and the sweetest kids and this house to live the life I always wanted in.
When everything I worked for suddenly began to fall apart it a was very hard concept to grasp. How after so many years of being in the dark and feeling so lost and alone to having it all, then to slowly watch it all fade away. This collection attempts to tell a small tale about three stages of my life here at this house.
I start off with the first piece which is titled “The Past”. The perspective is that of myself walking upon this home for the first time while also looking back in time to say goodbye. Usually I feel in life when you do have to let go that there is a parting, a leaving to where you never see each other again. Now this house while it may still be in place where it will always be on land, I must have to sever the connection to these memories in order live in the present happily.
The middle Piece entitled “The Fall” tells the story of the darkest moment of my life here. Facing divorce and the fall of everything I had worked so hard for, seeing my family begin to be torn apart was without a doubt the hardest I have ever been through. Even after all these years I cannot say I have had much success moving on from but rather it has worn me down with a nostalgic beating. I have tried to say I was sorry for everything and without much success also tried to bring our family back into a whole…This was the fall.
They say that all good things come to end. This final piece “What was left behind” addresses and even pushes that quote further. My life in this house as with my family, had come to an end but what happens after that? Have you ever wandered back to a place that had meant something to you years later? Chances are that it will most likely be exactly the same. The other difference is time itself and even the memories have been blurred and changed. I wanted to come at this piece with the perspective of visiting the house years later as it is, with only the memories having stayed the same.
This is the Past
The Fall
and
What was left behind.
The Bipolar Collection
Bipolar disorder has been affecting myself my whole life. Having been diagnosed very late, I would not fully comes to realize why I felt the way I did. Throughout the years I have had many episodes whether they be manic or depressive and although there is not a cure yet, I use my my artwork as a form of therapy to help me cope. This small collection expresses the “Mania” and “Depressive” episodes that I go through. Through education and support maybe we can all get rid of the stigma of mental illness.
The Reconnection Collection
Since I was a child I have always been into creating art. My artwork has been my saving grace to express how I am feeling and a coping tool to move on from whatever is holding me back. When I lost my connection to my creative output, life became very dark. Since creating has always helped me move on from other obstacles, I knew that a new collection about my journey reconnecting bacck to it would hopefully be as successful. This collection tells the tale of my first steps into my world and coming out the other end into my creative world.
The Family Collection
Family is everything to me…everything. Before I met my ex-wife I was alone and on the verge giving up. The next thing I knew I was now married to the most beautiful wife and was now a father of the two most wonderful souls. I wanted to honor some moments of my life and express the sadness of where I was now that they are gone. From living in a house with my family and saying goodbye, to honoring and saying thank you to my ex-wife for showing me the world in “Places We’ve Been” while remembering the day we got married in “Our Day', these all moments I wanted to honor.
The Home Collection
A constant theme in my artwork is the subject of what a home is. I set out to tell a specific tale of what that idea of a home is in this collection. My journey in expressing what a home meant to me starts with an amalgamation of some previous places I lived in “3066 Bosther Street” to the onset of feeling lost while not having a steady place to live in “Maze”. They say “home is where the heart is” and while this certainly is true…my heart at times feels lost and broken.
The Strength Collection
Have you ever been at your lowest? Some of us have been so low that we just lay in bed waiting to stop breathing. We might not eat, bathe or being woke more than a few minutes. When I had to move out of the house away from my children and my divorce had just begun, I hit my deepest and darkest low. I would lay in bed all day, drinking soda for food and eventually rotting my teeth away. I was now at my heaviest and was embarrassed to show myself to my kids. Daddy was very broken and I couldn’t face them for I wanted them to remember me as I was…happy. So I needed to pick myself up and so I started my journey rebuilding myself. Through exercise, creating art and my determination to show myself and my beautiful children that daddy did not give up in his darkest hour..I rebuilt myself. This is the “Strength” Collection.