First Contact

$125.00

2026
8.5 × 11 in.
Watercolor on Paper

Sometimes there isn't some incredibly deep reason behind what I make.

Sometimes I just think, what if astronauts landed on another planet and discovered that the aliens were skateboarders?

So I made it.

Two astronauts have landed on this strange moon-like planet expecting to explore an entirely unknown world. Instead, they're surrounded by these little green creatures. One is flying through space. Another seems to have taken over whatever structure is sitting in the background.

And one is skateboarding.

Apparently skateboarding isn't just an Earth thing.

I love making these kinds of worlds because there really aren't any rules. If I'm the one creating the place, I get to decide what lives there. I can put astronauts next to aliens, give an alien a skateboard, throw another one through space, and never explain why any of it is happening.

There's something really freeing about that.

A lot of my art comes from things I'm feeling or experiencing, but I don't want every painting I make to require some enormous emotional explanation. Sometimes creating is the escape. I can sit down with a blank piece of paper and temporarily leave the real world for somewhere completely ridiculous.

And naturally, even when I leave Earth, I somehow bring skateboarding with me.

Maybe that's the only deeper meaning this one needs.

Even when I imagine an entirely different world, pieces of the things I love still find their way into it.

The astronauts traveled all that way looking for alien life.

Turns out they just found the local skatepark.

2026
8.5 × 11 in.
Watercolor on Paper

Sometimes there isn't some incredibly deep reason behind what I make.

Sometimes I just think, what if astronauts landed on another planet and discovered that the aliens were skateboarders?

So I made it.

Two astronauts have landed on this strange moon-like planet expecting to explore an entirely unknown world. Instead, they're surrounded by these little green creatures. One is flying through space. Another seems to have taken over whatever structure is sitting in the background.

And one is skateboarding.

Apparently skateboarding isn't just an Earth thing.

I love making these kinds of worlds because there really aren't any rules. If I'm the one creating the place, I get to decide what lives there. I can put astronauts next to aliens, give an alien a skateboard, throw another one through space, and never explain why any of it is happening.

There's something really freeing about that.

A lot of my art comes from things I'm feeling or experiencing, but I don't want every painting I make to require some enormous emotional explanation. Sometimes creating is the escape. I can sit down with a blank piece of paper and temporarily leave the real world for somewhere completely ridiculous.

And naturally, even when I leave Earth, I somehow bring skateboarding with me.

Maybe that's the only deeper meaning this one needs.

Even when I imagine an entirely different world, pieces of the things I love still find their way into it.

The astronauts traveled all that way looking for alien life.

Turns out they just found the local skatepark.