MERGE /merj/ blend or cause to blend gradually into something else so as to become indistinguishable from it.
Growing up I shared my room with my fifteen year-old parents. The walls were covered with torn out pages from Surfer and Thrasher magazine sprinkled with multicolored flyers from punk shows. I grew up with a fascination for the imagery and content of our collaged wallpaper. The vibrant colors, raw typography, and crude artwork lured me in. Curiously fond of the magnetic imagery found on Raymond Pettibon's concert flyers I was captivated by cartoon illustrations of familiar icons. Mickey Mouse and Marilyn Monroe were cleverly combined with contrasting dark undertones. As my curiosity for graphic expression grew, I tore out magazine pages wherever I went. At home, I zealously examined my collection, compiling it into books to document my gathered aesthetic. 
My obsession for the visual subculture of my mother and father continued to evolve. While most children rebelled against their parent’s interests, our closeness in age made them more like my older siblings. I admired them, intrigued by everything they were into—the music, clothing, media outrage, art, and attitude. While my parents were off being teenagers, I was left to spend a lot of time with my great grandparents. Their wisdom and experience opened my eyes to an entirely different world filled with history, art, and tradition.
The rebellious, youthful style of my parents coalesced with the narrative culture of my grandparents to create my own design voice and viewpoint. My interest in both low and high culture is reflected in my work. I’m driven to blur the lines and merge styles to create a fresh, diametric approach. I want to juxtapose imagery and content to spark imagination.