Being homeless is probably my first memory in this world. A nightmare I had in a shelter is the second or third. Initially, and maybe naturally, I had much disdain for this condition. Sacrificing meals or forgoing a day out with friends felt noble at the time, sure. But, not comfortable. As a result,  by the time I was in high school,  I was in every sport and several clubs for 2 reasons. 1) I did not have to be home. 2) I had all the agency to take advantage of anything I wanted to.

This led me to a medical program at UIC, a philosophy program at Brown University, a homestay in Istanbul, Turkey and a Mandarin language intensive course in Chengdu, China; each program a summer long. From these experiences and from my introduction to this world, I feel there is no reason for me not to express my interests, perspectives, and ideas as they can literally change my environment. 

Expression. 

It is the entire reason behind why I make art. From the poetry book I published, to the Soundcloud beats I upload a few times a month, the core is about taking the whole of, or very specific experiences and letting them bleed out together. Also, allowing me to be more emotionally vulnerable by providing a release that further helps me process what I feel. Now I could go into the things needed for my inner black child to express himself but you’ll have to read the book for that. The abstract style with which I paint allows me to leave many of my emotions still enveloped in black lines and chaotic movements, while those that are most intrigued can begin the journey of discovery.