1000 days

In the Summer of 2021 I felt the urge to share more. I was turned off the by passiveness of Instagram. Before social media platforms, seeking out art would take effort. Whether the viewer had to travel to the museum or even simply to an artist’s website, there was some sort of exchange of effort. I don’t believe that a platform like Instagram, which requires almost nothing of the viewer, creates any sort of relationship. If an Artist puts all of themselves into their work, why shouldn’t the viewer also be required to give a piece of themselves to the art as well?

So I took to my own stage, a website that I had floated behind the scenes for a couple of years. In 2021, I got a roll of film back from a hike in the mountains with my friends Kailyn and Amanda. As I was organizing and archiving the negatives, I realized how many photographs I had taken over the last dozen years that I never deemed good enough to share publicly. But they were photos of my life, photos of the people I love, and stories that I wanted to tell.

I started a consistent practice of scheduling out daily posts— I had so much to share in the backlog, but I also realized how much new art I was making. rolls of film, video, collages, paintings, doodles, words and many other things that didn’t fit into any sort of category. Over the years friends had asked me what my creative practice was looking like and often I would say that I didn’t really have a consistent one. The daily journal practice showed me otherwise.

I made a deal with myself. I wouldn’t publicly share my journal page for 1 year. I was going to see this through before inviting others to the page. I would mention it to friends in passing, while others found their way here on their own, but I knew once it was shared with the world my relationship to it would change. I needed a space that was just for me, a space to stop imagining how people would receive my work. A place to let it out into the world.

Most people in my life don’t know this exists, some check in whenever I post about it, and to those who are here every few days (shoutout to my mom and Kira), thank you. Any time someone goes out of their way to navigate to my website, I am filled with gratitude. This art isn’t packaged in a small square and delivered to your timeline. This art wasn’t easy for me to make. Maybe it’s only fair that it’s not easy to find either.

Thank you for trusting me to show you the world through my eyes. Here’s to 1000 more.