Watercolor has always been a little fun side quest. Most of these end up as gifts but there are a few commissions here.
To the left: My first apartment in Seattle, the Morris. Living alone was the ultimate freedom and I would hang out on the staircase and eat pastries from across the street.
Below: The community center at Bradner Gardens was burned by an arsonist in 2020. I am a volunteer there and the loss of this space has hurt our community to this day. This was painted right after it was burned.
Above: my blown out vans. RIP
Right: Acadia National Park in Maine. After 2 years working for a psychopathic CEO, I quit and headed out on a 40 day bike camping adventure with two good friends. Acadia was our first stop, I sat in this spot for many hours, let the white noise of the Atlantic wash out the mental voices and painted this to remind myself of the relief I felt in that moment.
Below Left: Just some nice Cacti from a trip in Arizona.
Below Right: commissioned piece of client’s living room, piece hangs above this exact scene.
