Throughout all of human history, there has been a fascination with the idea of self. Whether it is crudely rendered with pigment and animal fat smeared on a cave wall or snapped on a phone and augmented with the latest filter and uploaded to social media – there has always been a compulsion to make a mark and say, “I was here”. The artist is the chronicler. The artist captures, distills, and synthesizes the world around them. My work is no different, but a continuation of a long legacy of the exploration of self and identity through portraiture. I feel like as an artist and maker, I am a storyteller and draw upon elements of fantasy and magical realism to convey my narrative. Growing up gay and a person of color, most of my life has been a game of translation and seeing myself through other people’s eyes and expectations. I am curious about the stories I have been told and the stories that I tell myself. My latest series investigates the way that I see myself and tell my own truth.