If you were to step into my studio, a place I fondly call "The Cabin". The first things you’d notice are the shelves. They are lined with old oars, interesting rocks, unique sticks, insects, and bits of salvaged history. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been the guy who comes home from a hike with pockets full of things most people walk right past. Where someone else might just see a decaying branch or a weathered stone, I see a story waiting to be told.

My art is born out of a deep love for the outdoors and a reflective faith. When I am out on the trail, surrounded by the wildness of nature, I am always struck by two things: the sheer, humbling vastness of God, and the absolute brevity of human life. Nature has a beautiful, honest way of showing us how small we are and how fast time flies. We see it in the changing seasons, the steady endurance of stone, and the gentle decay of wood.

Bringing these raw materials back to the studio is my way of hitting pause. By combining wood, stone, and reclaimed elements, I try to capture a sliver of that wild, fleeting beauty and anchor it into something lasting.

Each piece I create is an invitation. In a world that tells us to constantly rush, my hope is that this art encourages you to slow down, take a breath, and appreciate the incredible, divinely designed world we get to occupy, even if just for a short while.