2025

Bad year for art. Most of my life was working as a jeweler, and my capacity to create art outside of work diminished. These sketches were mostly made in minutes between jobs, or during stretches of time off, are not in any order, and vary in quality. I considered omitting 2025, but decided to document it as a look into my mental health in an environment that turned artistic endeavor into sweatshop labor. As more of these sketches turn up I will add to this gallery, but my decline in quality coincided with a decline in quantity.