Swamp Sprouts is what happens when an artist, the earth, and the ether decide to throw a party in Southern Louisiana.

This whole thing started as a coping mechanism in a classic tower moment. The world was in shambles, my career disappeared, my connections were severed, and I was hermiting in my bedroom painting mushrooms.

Like all seeds planted by the soul, the darkness and the rain made way for big blooms. 

Now, Swamp Sprouts is a living, breathing art practice.

A new way of seeing the world.

A space for us to remember that nature isn’t something outside of us.

It is us.

I’ll let the art do the rest of the talking.