Freudian wet dream
Both my parents have versions of obsessive compulsive disorder, so growing up I was forced to wait until my dad triple checked the stove, the lights, the locks, while counting methodically, and wait until my mother—whose OCD is fixated upon Christianity—prayed to god and got confirmation from a voice inside her head that she could go ahead with her day. This compulsive and obsessive behavior interests me. In particular, compulsions based on biological and psychological necessity: sex, peeing, pooping, crying, breathing. Mental illness is a catalyst in my life that evokes certain compulsions within myself and my family. I explore these compulsions through my work in narrative illustration, gathering inspiration from the underground comics genre that came from San Francisco in the 1960s. The paneling format that I’ve integrated into my work helps move the viewer through an event or feeling. The general accessibility of the comic genre is helpful when my storytelling may include some intimidating topics. I work in a variety of scales; from large paintings to small and intimate drawings. Through a shakey hand and with scrawling and scratchy marks I covey the intensity that I inherited and was subjected to throughout my childhood.