Birthday Collection 2026. New York
37 Reasons
to Love
A Collection of First Times
Every year on my birthday I create a new collection. This year, at 37, the number itself became the structure. Three large works. Seven small ones. Ten paintings. One memory each.
Three 48 × 60 & 36 × 48 in.
48 × 60 in. Acrylic on Canvas. Commission
Watching the Stars
Can't you still remember when you were small? The sky was enormous. And somehow, that felt like enough.
Prussian blue and deep indigo. Mixed media on canvas with sand texture, acrylic medium and diamond dust.
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36 × 48 in. Acrylic on Canvas. Commission
The Silence of Nature
There was a place where everything got quiet. If you close your eyes, can you still go back there, even if only in your mind?
Deep cyprus green. Mixed media on canvas with sand texture, acrylic medium and diamond dust.
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36 × 48 in. Acrylic on Canvas. Commission
My Grandpa's Backyard
It smelled like earth and Sunday. You did not know then that you were storing it forever.
Olive and pistachio green. Mixed media on canvas with sand texture, acrylic medium and diamond dust.
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16 × 20 in
My First Secret
There was a moment only you knew about. It made you feel, for the first time, like yourself.
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16 × 20 in
The Summer I Never Forgot
Some summers never really end. They just become the thing you measure everything else against.
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16 × 20 in
My First Birthday Cake
The candles. The singing. Everyone looking at you like you were the whole world. And you were. And you still are.
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16 × 20 in
My First Crush
Do you remember what happened to your heart? It did something it had never done before. You have probably been chasing that feeling ever since.
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16 × 20 in
When You Have Faith
When you were a kid, it was something you could not explain. You just knew. And that was enough to keep going.
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16 × 20 in
One Last Hug
You did not know it was the last one. That is the thing about love. It does not announce itself.
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Three Years.
Thirty Seven Reasons.
Since 35, every birthday has been a new series of hearts. Each year I look for a new language, a new way to make a heart speak. This year the hearts are quieter. More monochromatic. More intimate. Each one carries the weight of a single memory. A color that says everything it needs to say.
10
Original Works in This Collection
3
Years of Birthday Collections
37
Reasons to Love
