My fascination with visual art form as far as I can remember really started for me in the early 80's in Jamaica under the tutlege of my grandfather. A passionate orator, man of faith, teacher and father, he instilled in me at an early age what would be my value appreciation of heritage and its discourse.
After arriving in Canada in the early 90's, my interest and curiosity in the arts would be encouraged by educators and my peers. In elementary school I remember being granted the opportunity to replica with a team of other students the burial coffin of a famous young Egyptian king, the experience proven lasting. In highschool, I learned and embraced hip-hop, discovered jazz and gained an appreciation for Roots Rock. All acted as catalyst for uncovering new ways and forms of self expression for me (i.e.)breakin', spoken word, freestylin,' peotry, and graf work. In university, I stopped creating art almost entirely to focus on work, volunteering and achieving my academic goal(s).
My first real conscious inclination that I would pursue the visual arts wholeheartedly came to me via a second year political theory course. The Professor spoke on the politics of perception, source information, representation, perspective and the notion of history, I immediately thought of my grandfather and his conversations about life, living, its experience(s),struggle, politik, music, our purpose and finding meaning. It was in that moment I wondered, what about art-form, self expression and its visual representation? What of its role and function to the practitioner/observer and society?