GRATEFUL

What a year it’s been so far. Although I’ve experienced a great deal of death and loss that has tested me, it has also been wonderful in many ways. From participating in several group art exhibitions here in New York City and abroad in Milan, Italy, to traveling, and finally recording my original music written over the past few years… the biggest blessing of all has been my sobriety. These experiences have given me a new lease on life.

Navigating challenges and grief while staying sober has been a profound test, but the clarity and follow-through sobriety has given me have become the driving force behind my creativity.

New art and music are coming throughout summer ‘26, and I’m most excited to announce my debut EP and solo art show, “LEGENDA”, later this year. I’m incredibly proud of this project, which merges my two greatest loves: my visual art (paintings, drawings, prints, and more) and my original music, into one cohesive body of work.

I am more excited than ever for what’s to come… now more than ever, I feel truly free.

IMPASSE

No picture I draw is ever as pretty as you

No poem I read is as haunting as you

No February wind is ever as cold as you

You’re not impressed by me

We’re at an impasse

I wait for it to pass

We really could’ve been something

Months pass

Alas,

I find

On this first April rainy day

I should let you go

I gave it quite a go

Although,

Already

I met someone who sees something in me

A muse of some sort

One who believes in me

And although I can’t help but wonder

What we could’ve been

Chasing you

Leads to

Stagnation

And it

Will do nothing for me.

ELEVATED PERSPECTIVES

You can’t be courageous unless you’re afraid,

Taking a clear stance where you might lose something.

Elevate my landscape,

Rooted in a sense of nature.

Bring me joy,

Not despondence.

I SABOTAGED EVERYTHING

Rejection is imminent;

I see it.

You see—

I'll end it before you can.

I'll ruin it

if I see the direction it's headed.

One excuse, and I'm out.

Love is the true essence of my being.

I put myself out there,

but I'll take it back.

Love is all around me;

a little bit of grace goes a long way.

You were the closest thing I had to it in a while.

The groveling decreased my value.

Champagne hangover,

wrestling with regret.

I tried to rise above,

but it was cheap heat.

I buried myself,

and the rejection was imminent.

I had to end it before you could—

I sabotaged it and ruined it all.

There's no paper trail,

not even a trace of you.

It's like it never happened.

Rejection was imminent,

that little voice in my head telling me.

AN OPEN BOOK

MY GUITAR IS MY SHOTGUN

MY PAINTBRUSH IS MY SWORD