My Story

I’ve been drawing for as long as I can remember.

As a kid, my artwork often centered around the things I loved most: video games, characters, and the worlds they existed in. Mario and Sonic the Hedgehog were my favorites, but being passionate about those things also made me a target for bullying. I learned early on that my authentic self was something to be ashamed of.

In college and early adulthood, I stopped drawing because I believed my art needed to “grow up.” Most of my work had been fanart, and I had internalized the idea that I was “too old” for it. I tried exploring other subjects, but I couldn’t stay motivated.

Being with my fiancée, Rachel, helped me reconnect with creating. Her creativity and encouragement gave me the space to experiment, have fun, and start taking my art seriously again.

In March 2026, I was diagnosed with ADHD at 29 years old.

I’ve come to see my neurodivergence as a gift, and that realization helped me reclaim something I once thought I had to leave behind: fanart.

Rather than feeling embarrassed about how intensely I’ve connected with fictional characters, I now see that enthusiasm as something worth embracing. It helps to have a fiancée who comes along for the ride, too.

Putting my art out there is a way for me to reclaim the years I lost to bullying and not understanding myself.