HOW I CAME TO BE A PAINTER 

When I moved to the North Shore of Oahu on my own at 16 years old. I had $1,100 to my name that I had saved up working as a barista at the Portland Fudge Company in Seaside Oregon. I didn't have a clue what I was going to do for money. But I knew I never wanted to work for someone else again. So I had to figure something out. But I had enough money to float myself for a couple of months. I enrolled myself into Kahuku highschool on Oahu's north east side of the Island. In transferring high-schools they didn't have pottery or creative writing so they placed me in art class and the school newspaper. Isn't it funny how things work themselves out sometimes?

   
 
I rented a room in a house across the street from Foodland and Sharks Cove. I met all kinds of people and invited randoms over and by chance one of those questionable characters wanted to buy a painting that was drying on my kitchen counter. I said something like...I don't even know what I would charge you for it. He offered $90. And I said SOLD!


   


Promptly I turned my garage into my art studio and could not believe how lucky I was. For a kid to make $100+ a day for basically doing nothing...it was like a dream. Painting mermaids, and sea-turtles and in my spare time, surf brains out at Chuns Reef, Lanikai, Goat Island and Puaena point..(where they filmed LOST). I'd swim the enormous beach break waves with the locals and hold my own. With my long dark hair and tan skin I really fit in. And I miss that part of my life. Why did things have to get so complicated? So here is my full-circle moment. Both my heart and soul is pretty much healed up from the hard times, things are looking up and I've picked my paintbrushes back up. Love painting again. So if you see something you like...I'd be happy to sell it to you, take it to the Post Office and send it off to you! :)