I make the art that I make because I honestly don’t know how not to. It’s always been that way — a need, not a strategy. When I’m creating, my only goal is for the image to become what it *needs* to be. Not what it *should* be for trends, or what's more clickable, or what might play better in an algorithm — just what it *is*, and what it *wants* to be.
There’s no calculated “edge” to it. No layered intention of teasing a link or nudging people toward something else. No thirst trap agenda, no coy marketing baked into it. And while, sure, the work I do often falls outside what’s considered “safe” for social media — that’s not some ploy. It’s just that some stories, some visuals, some emotions require full expression. That’s all.
I’ve never been interested in chasing eyes for the sake of numbers or clicks or paywalls. That’s a whole different world — and to be clear, I don’t knock anyone operating in that space. It’s just not where my work lives, and not where my head is.
If someone chooses to view what I make through a lens of self-gratification or exploitation, I can’t stop them — but that’s never the framework I create in. That interpretation lives outside of my intent, not inside it. The work may be bold. It may be vulnerable. It may even confront something people aren’t used to seeing. But it’s not engineered to be provocative for provocation’s sake — it just *is what it is*, and I leave the rest up to the viewer.
I’m not always here to make art that says something, but on occasion I am – even when that something is hard to pin down. Especially then. Because the art that matters most to me has never handed out easy answers — it’s asked better questions. And often, it exists for the sake of existing. And that’s all I ever really want it to do.
