Coming of age in the 1990’s East Bay Area (California) and being raised by a large family of inquisitive makers meant that art and education were a part of everyday life during my brother's and my formative years. We had a grandma who loved quilting; a mom who always encouraged the arts and tried her hand with a small business, "Crafts for Kids": a subscription based craft kit, and who is currently writing some really creative stuff; my brother was always listening to the soundtracks of popular musicals; our grandpa and uncle are beekeepers; and our aunt Cheryl could art and craft like nobody else. They all are just a handful of wonderful people that we were fortunate enough to grow up around, or of whom we heard stories about. And living on the outskirts of San Francisco and Oakland meant graffiti (when it was still a crime) to galleries and murals to museums. Juxtaposing our day-to-day city life, many of our summer vacations were spent in the Sierra Nevada mountain range. In that wilderness, thanks to my grandparents and parents, I gained a love for fishing, hiking, and the outdoors in general, along with an unrelenting admiration and respect for the wonder of nature that lasts to this day (dacades later).
By high school age, we had moved to Redding. I started out ok, then became a slacker, but dedicated my high school years to studying mechanical drawing. After high school, U.S. Marine Corps; manual labor jobs. And then in 2004, I became dad to a wonderful daughter, and for the next decade or so I stayed home to raise her, using free time to study arts (and cooking) through self-guided instruction, primarily focusing photography because I gravitated to the technical aspects (f/stops, focal distances, focal lengths, etc.). As she rose through the grades more time freed up for me, and after a thrid attempt at college, I earned a degree in computer aided drafting design - 2018; CADD, mechanical discipline - through Tidewater Community College in Virginia. Turned out though that, a job that required sitting at a desk for hours would cause my back to feel worse than it did already had from a prior injury. Still I immensely enjoyed the design aspect of CADD, particularly 3d modeling. So I headed back to TCC to study a more tangible subject: ceramics, and fell for the tangible aspect of clay art immediately. Instead of working through a screen, still utilizing my drawing/design skills, I was working with my hands (and in three dimensions!) with seemingly limitless creative possibilities.
While studying there I met an amazing team of staff and students. And towards the end of my time there, I accepted an opportunity to work at the TCC Visual Arts Center as a ceramic studio assistant. There I learned pertinent skills required for several behind-the-scenes aspects of operating a studio. Some examples include: kiln troubleshooting and repair, glaze mixing, kiln firing, preparing demonstration materials, all the while helping to maintain a clean, safe, and organized work environment. During the Spring 2019 semester I accepted the additional responsibility as the Student Art League Vice President, in that time we organized a donation drive, participated in multiple student/community engagements, and helped to arrange and manage student sales opportunities. Things were going well, I was sober; then I wasn't, again; I was there, then I wasn't, again. I am sorry. I am not drinking, again, and trying to live right again. For any hurt I caused, I am sorry.
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One last thing before I end, I have to take this moment to give due credit to my wonderful family, amazing group of friends, and incredible teachers that have encouraged me to pursue design and the arts. I am and always will be eternally grateful for their instruction and support.
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