(and this is the part where I start talking about myself, the artist)

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^On the floor and wearing a black turtleneck 'cause I'm goth now. Ok, no, I'm not.

Howdy! I'm the artist you're meeting!

I spend a lot of my time existing and trying to be creative about it.

I also spend a lot of my time covered in paint.

These are some of my early works as a secular artist:

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Painting from Montessori Pre-K of what I assume is me and my twin sister, or my mom and my aunt. It's up to interpretation.

But I really like the little smiley sun!

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A damn good watercolor pencil drawing of some pompous fish I did when I was like 9 or something

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My aunt hung this on her refrigerator for a time, and goodness gracious was I flying close to the sun. She misspelled Pikachu but that's ok.

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Where is he going?

I didn't study art in school--regrettably, in high school I chose to take the Latin AP course instead of the art class, but at least now I can remember approximate details about the Aeneid.

Not at all regrettably, I majored in English language and literature at The Catholic University of America. This means I can tell you way more about the imagery in Shakespeare's Sonnet 116 than anything about painting. But I really do love writers who love painting like Kurt Vonnegut and Flannery O'Connor.

And maybe I should have chosen to study art in graduate school, but I much prefer learning what I learn in the lay graduate studies program at Notre Dame Seminary in New Orleans. A lot of my artwork ends up becoming an expression of what I'm preoccupied with when doing my theology homework. Case in point: here's an unnecessarily moody Ash Wednesday selfie of me scowling with a gouache painting I did of one of the pears from Book II of St. Augustine's Confessions.

Like...like why..?

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Anyway, the fact that y'all have been such sweet supporters of my vocation as an artist gives me a lot to praise and thank God for--there is nothing so humbling as hearing back from y'all that my artwork is featured in your prayer spaces. That's a big-time Incarnational gift for me, and I'm honored to be a part of your time and space. I'm going to stop writing this bio before I start crying about how special this all is to me. I cry a lot.

Ok, here's a significantly less moody selfie so that y'all don't think I'm a tortured artist...also here I am with some polite dogs: