I’ve always related to the world through being an artist.
A while ago, I found an old school project from 1st grade. “When I grow up, I want to study bugs and be an artist.” I’ve found that it’s important for an artist to listen to their inner child.
I chose the double bass as a 12-year-old. To put it simply, I felt a calling towards it. Some along the way have guided me, while others have shamed me for not being x, y or z.
I don’t believe in making anyone feel like they’re not enough. Noble mothers don’t rank or judge their creations. They nurture. There is so much sound to take in as a musician, but along the way, I’ve found the importance of filtering out the noise.
Free improvisation was my greatest teacher and I learned to connect to others through deep listening and making space for all vibrations. I sometimes have a hard time talking to people, but I don’t have any difficulty feeling for them.
My imagination goes to many places and as I’ve gotten older, I’ve indulged deeper darkness and deeper fantasy.
Ironically, I’ve been cruel to myself in the name of music. I forget that there is only love. I’ve learned music transforms suffering into compassion.
There was no single moment in time where I knew I wanted to make music, and sometimes, I don’t want to make music. Sometimes, I hate the music I make. Sometimes, I hate myself.
But I have accepted my role of being a creator and creative. Whenever I have any doubt about “how it’ll go”, I remind myself that I’ll be creating as long as I am alive.
I try to purge the desire to achieve status as much as I can, but the society we live in doesn’t seem to give much of a shit about equity. I recently heard actor Josh Radnor on Rainn Wilson’s podcast talk about the spotlight - not as a prize, but as a tool to expose what’s hidden in the dark. This resonated with me. Maybe art can reflect principles beyond the aesthetic. Maybe we create and collaborate to remind each other to listen and to love.
Pursuing an answer to these questions inspires me to be an artist and make music.
My feature here will end with a cliche, but it doesn’t mean it’s not true: it’s all an ongoing process.
I know my calling and I know who I am.









