I hate the pretentious saying that one’s work “defies easy categorization,” as this is a common trait among all artists who take their practice seriously: in a sense, their works are not meant to be final presentations but rather snapshots of their ongoing evolution. But I‘ll admit that such saying is an easy way out, in describing an artist whose work has been stir frying abstraction with figuration, humor and unease, pop culture and art history. These works have been lingering in the back of my mind, flashing like a cue card every time I wrestle with the despair of possibly ending up in a brave new world filled with spray-painted figurative realism.