About the Creator

I started writing poetry when I was between the ages of nine to eleven. In my early introduction to poetry I was struck by writers like Sandra Cisneros and Gary Soto. I admired their ability to make ordinary life seem more meaningful than it felt like at the time. Sandra Cisneros described complex feelings I had been unable to describe. I began to find interest in other poets like Rudy Francisco, and Shane Koyczan. In poetry I was entertained by its elusiveness, it’s mysticism. I admired poetry’s capacity for contradiction and hypocritical nature. I loved its detailed universality.

To me, anyone can write poetry and I think poetry exists in most art forms. In a representation you are declaring something about the world in any one of its capacities. In these articles I aim to share with you the poetry I see in the world around me. I hope it inspires you to see the poetry in your own life. Its our job to love the world we live in and that happens when you are what you love in the world.

Throughout my journey of developing my art practice, I find myself looking to those closest to me for inspiration. The artists I have met throughout my life are artists because of how they see the world. Creating art is a bid for connection to the world, its an invitation from the artist. A saying I’ve heard is that “Art creates art,” and my work has always felt as such. The work of others inspires me deeply to create and to explore mediums and expressions.

Something a friend of mine told me (Aaron Vansant of Audio Perdisco), was that his poetry served as “a timestamp of what I was feeling.” In my practice of writing poetry I have a unique documentation of my life to reference. I love this practice, of scrapbooking my life in my words.

I want to learn my writing process through its practice, and I want to share this process with you. I want to create art because of the art I encounter daily, and I want to do the same with you. I hope you see the work here and I hope you feel inspired to create something in the world.

Ray Bradbury in Fahrenheit 451

“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there.

It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.”

Keep up with the blog to find upcoming posts about other artists who have inspired me in my discovery of the world. There’ll be poetry, there’ll be articles, there’ll be photos, keep your eyes peeled.