Houston LLew

I started enameling in a poorly constructed leaning garage in Atlanta.  I was unemployed in the middle of the great recession during a record breaking hot summer.  Through fortuitous circumstances, I befriended the master enamelist Zingaro, I shadowed the artist around his studio until he gave me the keys to enameling that would later evolve into my first works - Spiritiles.

For months I spent every waking hour over a kiln, experimenting, sketching, living on only "ramen and beer".  The only reason my art exists today is because I had no other option - no job to fall back on, no security othe