Sometimes the moon is too close
Sometimes the moon is too close

The blood lingers in quiet passages, I hear it speaking the same rhythm of the waves. 6 x 10 in. Charcoal on Paper

I met a monster in my belly
I met a monster in my belly

Its body is a dark shadow with bright yellowish orange firecracker eyes. 9 x 11 in. Charcoal on Paper

Stigma conversations
Stigma conversations

10 x 7 in. Charcoal on Paper

Post election
Post election

We passed by a musician panhandling and she smiled for the first time saying "How courageous it is someone is outside playing on a day like today." 8 x 10 in. Charcoal on Paper

Post election2
Post election2

Some days I wonder if mental illness can have a mental illness, waterbears sing in my shower. 9 x 11 in. Charcoal on Paper

Step by step
Step by step

The more I walk the less I remember the plate in my foot. 8 x 14 in. Charcoal on Paper

Cubed
Cubed

I met another monster, this time bridging the shadow to the body by the skeleton. 30 x 40 in. Charcoal on Paper

On avance
On avance

Le temps passe, ca passe ca passe 8 x 14 in. Charcoal on Paper

Antlers
Antlers

Muscles wrap themselves into clutching antlers, holding movements captive and spitting laughter into chokes. 30 x 40 in. Charcoal on Paper