After attending the Seattle Erotic Art Festival in ‘05 and falling head over heels with the whole shindig, I made a solemn vow to submit something for the next year’s iteration. Guess what? I got in and sold my first and only serious piece of art at the ‘06 event’s auction. It was a series of four photographs paneled together (originally created as a year-end project for my freshman year of film school) and though it didn’t fetch anything high by artistic standards, it fared better than I expected (read: priced) it to.

Somewhere in Chapel Hill, NC bold images of my naked flesh hang in the living room of a fellow art and sex enthusiast. She will forever count as my first patron.

Thanks ConWorks (and, to a much larger degree, Wet Spot) !