I’ve been told to not be afraid of white space. I’m not afraid of it, I just want to fill it with beautiful things.

Art is my passion, and it started young. When I was 3, I got in trouble for drawing on my bunk bed, which clearly didn’t faze me because I immediately proceeded to go draw on the wall (…yes, I got in trouble for that too).

That excitement to create hasn’t waned in the slightest. To this day, I still draw. I think letters are exciting. I love watching and making advertisements. I am fascinated by Impressionism. I color when I’m stressed. I solve problems visually.

And if you were to abandon me in the Louvre , I would be a happy camper - not just because I like art but also because I speak French, which might help me navigate 652,000 square feet of jittery tourists coming terrifyingly close to priceless work and being disappointed in the Mona Lisa.

Contact me and we can chat about white space.