I find the interaction between parenthood and childhood, how they influence and inform one another, fascinating.

As a child, we learn almost everything from our parents. As a parent, we learn a great deal from our children.

As I watch my child grow, I remember things from my earlier years that I had long since forgotten. Childhood is not only a time of discovery and imagination, it is also a time marked by a lack of understanding of the larger world around us. When you peel back the seemingly simple surface of childhood, you are left with a slew of complexities characterize by feelings of apprehension and isolation. Loneliness is a common human experience and the process of coming to that realization is not an easy one. This idea of simplistic complexities keeps bringing me back to images of childhood in my art.

I explore these ideas by documenting ritualistic childhood experiences in my child’s life through photography. Sometimes I turn those photographs into paintings while other times I feel the photograph is the finished work.