On my seventeenth birthday, my Parents begifted me my first journal. I wrote in it every day until it was filled. Then I began the next. Today I write in my fourteenth journal. Within the bindings of my journals I have attached photographs, painted, printed, sewed, etched, coded, and on one such occasion ignited fireworks. My journals teach me about myself and help define the being that I most desire to be.

In the tyme of my First journal, my friend Laurie asked that I make a painting for her personal gallery. For her I painted my first blue man. I enjoyed the resulting image so that I reproduced it in the back of my First journal. Ever since, each journal I fill has been concluded with a blue man image, specific to the theme and events of the book.

With this gallery I will begin to share select images, dreams and thoughts from my journals.