Called Home

This is where one may find themselves if they wished to learn about more about me. Hey, I'm Bryan — the artist holding the pencil, the photographer behind the lens and the person opposite the screen.

Would you believe that growing up I displayed zero creative talent or drive? My parents have a collection of arts and craft projects from preschool and elementary (masterpieces - as any parent would tell you) but if you would have followed my interests throughout childhood to adolescence you’d find no creative outlets among them. I simply lacked the patience and attention to detail.

In the earliest days of 2020 I was entering my final semester at the University of Michigan. I had been finishing my degree in Biopsychology, Cognition, and Neuroscience (Go Blue!) At the time, I had a large, impending research assignment I just couldn't bring myself to do. I had exhausted every tactic from my procrastination playbook when I had heard a 'call' from beyond myself to pick up a pencil and "draw." Surely, I was scraping the bottom of the barrel - and that's exactly where I found myself.

Any subject would do, I had a ball and cup in reach so that's where I decided to start. There was a flash, a spark! In that moment so many things were revealed to me - with such a frightening clarity that there was never a question or room for doubt as to what I would continue to do.

At the time I had been suffering in a way that I did not have the sense to comprehend. I had been a passive actor in my own life. Each and everyday spent on autopilot became a silent betrayal in which I found myself complicit. In truth, each day I had been committing myself to building and following a path (a life) that I had a deep sense would have never fulfilled me. 

January 5th, 2020 was the day I was called to make art. It was the day my life was met and ignited by passion. I gained agency — now capable of moving forward with intention. It was the day I assumed an active role in my own life. I was gifted a miracle. 

I was called Home.