Thirry

I woke up one day when I was just shy of ten years old and realized, after years of reading anything and everything I could get my hands on and realized that the purpose of all of that investigation of what the world was like outside of my small town, all of those hours spent reading things that mostly went over the heads of most of my peers and teachers, had been a way to channel my ADHD enabled abilty to empathize into something else.
I have spent my entire life learning not only how everything around us works, but also the beauty of it, and the stories of the people who inhabit the world, street by street, town by town.
I found in all of that that I am a builder, a maker, an inventor, and most importantly I am an artist with a journalists mind. A scholars interest. A lost and lonely visual artist and a chronicler of the passing moments.