It is rare that I ever find myself alone. The precious moments when I am alone, truly alone, are when I must face the reality of existence and my own mortality. Typically, this occurs during the hours I spend commuting. In the lonely, quiet spaces of the morning, as I sit and stare at the glowing taillights before me, I reflect on the dichotomy of the God I was raised to believe in, and the unforgiving chaos of nature that leaves it’s mark on every living soul on the planet. The work I create is an exploration of my beliefs on the relationship between life, death, nature, and the divine. To investigate this disunion, my work employs the use of biblical imagery, personal experience and tales of mortality. The artwork I create is a search for a truer relationship with the divine. In a sense, I view it as a form of prayer.