I am Sam. Sam I am. I like to make things! Welcome to my world full of color, collage, and creatures!
I was born in Ann Arbor, Michigan when the moon was 84% illuminated. The sea level pressure was 30.08 inches, with a max wind speed of 21 MPH. I lived in a red barn in New Hampshire, then a yellow house in Maine. My mother is an artist and my brother is a unique computer genius. I now live in California, but my thumping heart is innately nomadic. My next abode will inevitably either be orange, green, blue, or purple.
Having an artist mother meant my life was constantly surrounded by art. Art became my safe haven. I know I am an artist at least partly, if not wholly, because of who my mother is. Ineffable. An otherworldly, rebellious force of nature.
As a bipedal hominid born during a waning gibbous moon, I dream most days of being a tree or a water buffalo instead. An artist and nature child since birth, I'm happiest when exploring the world and making art.
Art is the one language I know best, and it's one of the only places, besides in the majesty of nature, that I feel truly free. Art is my nature. Art is everything.
And everything is a process.
Patience is imperative, and improvisation is key. Keeping this in mind, I choose to explore life in-depth with my inherently wild eye and with passion unparalleled. There simply is no other worthy approach.