Who

When I was a child I believed in the possibility of monsters dwelling under my bed, so I slept with a flashlight that could change colors; by 9pm every night cyan would spray across my ceiling. Never looking I would fall asleep under Toy Story sheets and plastic stars.

During the day, Much of my childhood was spent under the shade of a drab green garage door where I built various objects that served more of an annoyance than a purpose I'm sure. For example, a wooden couch for a dog I didn't have. By the evening I would cook, inspired by Rachel Ray's 30 minute meals and a 'three ingredient' recipe book my grandmother had given me one Christmas before. Needless to say If you stay over you should expect breakfast and coffee in the morning.

Now, though I still cook and build daily non-cecites, I direct and create visual media for an evolving market, comfortable with the expectation to create something out of nothing using my skills as a photographer.

I believe that Art is infectious; that it speaks for things we may never fully grasp but are still able to feel shoveled under our skin.

Here I'm leaving my own sore open for you to examine and explore. Welcome to my infection.

-Michael Elinn_