Once upon a time, 

there was an artist named Justin…

On his journey,

he discovered a trail of paper. 

A calming voice Calls out, 

My son. Before you set out on your journey.

I’m giving you the gift of sight. no one else has this ability but you. 

I’m providing you with love and courage. 

I’m giving you a brain to think for yourself. “Don’t let anyone corrupt your spirit”.

And 

I’ve provided you with a eternal flame. So every dark space you enter you bring light.

use these gifts well my son your journey into the world has just started. 

His imagination grew.

This young artist realized what he could do. “I can move time and space with illustration and collage them in the real world. 

The Paper Trail Is a  composition of abstracted receipts, illustrations, dreams and aspirations collaged together build a world,

for this young man to Rediscover What art means to him. 

Over the past 3 years I’ve had to rediscover what art means to me. 

who I am? what I am built for?Am I built for this? so many people telling me go down the left path, go down the rabbit hole eat the blue pill and I want to do what makes me happy. not what someone wants.

this is the essence of rediscovering who you are as a person.but who I am as an artist.