I think what draws me to street art, or graffiti, or just anything thrown up on a wall in general is the fact that I always wanted to do something like that. I loved to draww as a kid, and that has followed me throughout my life as well. I just never had the determination to make anything out of art. As a kid, I actually even sold a charcoal drawing of a cocker spaniel to a math teacher in middle school who just happened to love those dogs. You would think that would encourage me to believe that my art was good enough to make a living on, but it didn’t. I have always struggled with self-doubt. I basically gave up on drawing and painting because I knew deep down in my heart that my stuff would never quite be up to snuff. I still draw with my daughter, and if there is a writing utensil and a scrap of paper around you can be sure that I’ll be doodling on it. I appreciate Denver’s Street Art scene because I know the skill and dedication it takes to create something like that. I literally have thousands of images of the street art around town. I just don’t know what to do with it all. there is already a photographer out there archiving it all. I feel like I am just repeating his work. If anything it seems as if these images will serve as memories of the wonderful times I had exploring Denver’s crazy good street art subculture.