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Mr. StarCity

You said you first started painting at like 35. Do you remember why you started? What was it that led to you first picking up a brush?

 

I started painting because life, in all its twists and turns, finally pushed me toward it. I think it had been waiting for me all along. There wasn’t some grand epiphany — more like a quiet, persistent whisper that I had ignored for too long. One day, I just listened. My ex-girlfriend handed me a brush, I picked it up, and at that moment, it felt like I had been holding it my whole life without realizing it.

 

Did you instantly think, ‘Oh shit, I’m good’, or was there a big learning curve?

 

Oh, I definitely didn’t think I was a prodigy right out the gate. But I felt something — like I had found a language that had been buried in me. The technique, the discipline, those came with time. But the feeling? That was instant. It was like discovering a door I never knew existed and realizing that on the other side was every piece of myself I had ever lost.

 

How did you look at painting when you first started? Was it like a hobby, a spiritual or mental release? Or was it a serious career choice?

 

At first, it was survival. Not in the financial sense, but in the sense that I needed it to feel alive. It was a return to myself, a place where my mind could breathe. I didn’t think about careers or collectors or exhibits. I just thought about what it meant to create something that felt honest.

 

It sounds like your life before painting was totally different from what you're doing now. Do you think the things you were doing then shape your work now? Or does it feel like two very separate lives?

 

They are the same life. Everything I was before is still in my work — it just took on a different form. The lessons, the struggles, the joys — they all seep into the canvas whether I plan for it or not. I think life always finds a way to speak, even if you change the language.

 

You have a series of paintings titled, ‘Loverboy'. Who is Loverboy? Tell me about him.

 

Loverboy is an echo of every love I’ve known, every love I’ve lost, and every love I’m still learning to understand. He is tender but reckless, hopeful but bruised. He wears his heart on his sleeve even when he knows it might get torn. He is me, and he is you. He is anyone who has ever loved with their whole being, even when it hurt.

  
I didn’t think about careers or collectors or exhibits. I just thought about what it meant to create something that felt honest.

 

If you were a color, what color would you be? 

 

I’d be the color of dusk — the deep blues, the fleeting pinks, the quiet purples. The in-between of day and night, when the world is both ending and beginning.

 

What about if you were a medium?

 

If I were a medium, I’d be water. Something that moves, adapts, carves its own way over time. Something that can be both soft and unstoppable.

 

Where or when do you feel most creative?

 

When the world is quiet, and I can hear my own thoughts without interruption. Sometimes that’s late at night, sometimes it’s in the middle of a crowded street when I see something that sparks something in me. Creativity isn’t a scheduled guest — it arrives when it pleases, and I just try to be ready for it.

I’m curious about you designing all of your own clothes and jewelry. When and why did that start?

 

It started the same way all of my art does — with a need to see something that didn’t exist yet. I wanted to wear something that felt like me, like my paintings, like my poetry. I wanted to carry my art not just on canvas but on my body. So I started making things. And once you start, it’s hard to stop.

 

You also create sculptures, poems, and probably a lot more that I’m not aware of. Where do you think this need to create comes from?

 

From the need to translate life. Some people write it down in journals, some people sing it. I paint it, sculpt it, stitch it into fabric, shape it into words. It’s all the same thing — just different ways of making sense of the world and my place in it.

 

Before you get to painting, you always start with a poem. How does that transform from words to a physical piece?

 

The poem is the seed. The painting is what grows from it. I write until I reach a feeling that can’t be contained in words alone, and then I move to the canvas. The two aren’t separate — they are just different parts of the same conversation.

 
Creativity isn’t a scheduled guest — it arrives when it pleases, and I just try to be ready for it.

 

What emotions do your paintings evoke in yourself?

 

It depends on the piece. Some paintings are like exhaling — relief, release. Some are like a wound — raw, exposing. But all of them feel like truth. And truth, no matter how it looks, always feels like home.

 

What do you think, or hope, they evoke in your audience?

 

Whatever they need to feel. I never want to dictate that. If a piece makes someone feel seen, that’s enough. If it stirs something they can’t name, that’s enough too. Art is a mirror — we all see what we need to see.

 

What are you manifesting right now?

 

More life, more love, more creation. The freedom to keep exploring, to keep making, to keep feeling. And for whatever is meant for me to find its way home.

 

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