Each person has a purpose. We strive for something to live for, seeking reason in every decision in each waking moment of life.

From the time I was born, I felt I had no purpose. At 14, I was homeless.

I struggled and bounced around from job to job. Waitressing, tow-truck driving, fighting fires, you name it – I tried it.

But the pain I felt since childhood didn’t go away.

Until I picked up a paintbrush and started painting. I felt lighter with each brush stroke. But I needed more of a release. I sketched, I bent wire, I cut sheet metal pieces with tin snips, and spent months cutting, wrapping, and joining pieces by hand.

But nothing sufficed. Until I picked up a plasma cutter and began welding. I finally found my purpose – to create and share art with the world.

Now, I spend my days painting murals, CREATING METAL SCULPTURES, and helping out around the community. I try to share my passion everywhere I go, in hopes I can inspire, teach, or help someone else find their release and in turn, their purpose.

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