LA Art Show 2026. Jaunary 7 - 11.

Artist's Statement.

In 2019 I had two well received shows, LA Art Show and “Testosterone” at Bert Green Fine Art. After that I started what was next, and there are three of those paintings here, all large format. (I tend to work large to small.)

Then: life. 

The economy shifted, my income did not. I moved, I took a new job that was 70-80 hours a week. I didn't paint. 

In 2023, Trans Scare. I live in Glendale, CA. I am active in my community, and I became a long-haul target because of a painting I'd sold 6 years earlier: Pink Jerkoff Boy.

Pink Jerkoff Boy was a cataloging back and forth with Bert. Over the phone, he was trying to describe the (one of several) “Untitled” paintings he was looking at, and a title was born. And because my maturity peaks at sophomoric movie comedies like Tommy Boy and Water Boy, I thought it funny and kept it. 

Pink Jerkoff Boy was painted in 2016. It was shown in 2017 and purchased in 2017 by a heterosexual cis woman with two children. It was referenced in a 2018 article as MY identity.

The End.

NOT SO FAST!

In 2023 it was noticed online. I was already being harassed and my artwork was already part of the harassment, but Pink Jerkoff Boy became the central focus. Deadnamed, mis gendered, doxed, verbally and physically harassed, filmed in public around town, featured on podcasts, a social media kicking boy, I was anointed the mentally ill pornographic/pedophilic artist grooming children at our schools, a red flag, a lawsuit waiting to happen. 

2023 became 2024 before the barrage of harassment ebbed. The silence that followed was eerie. My life was ravaged for clicks and likes for a solid year+ and then: crickets. No flowers?  No thank you card? “Thanks for letting us squeeze you to within an inch of your life so we could further our own desperate need for relevance, good luck with all that.” ?.

I started painting. To process what happened. What continues to happen.