Brent Luke Augustus

I grew up nestled in the picturesque landscapes of the Mountain West Rockies, with Provo Utah, serving as my hometown. We lived in the West Valley of Salt Lake, and Green River Wyoming - now calling Northern Indiana home for nearly twenty years. However, my artistic heritage transcends these geographic boundaries. My grandmother, a native of Mexico, possessed a remarkable talent for transforming cattle hides into works of art using the richly pigmented desert muds, wherever she could find them. Her journey took her from Mexico to California, and eventually, to the welcoming embrace of Utah where she built an art studio in her garage, next door to my family. Throughout my childhood and adolescence, I had the distinct privilege of immersing myself in the world of art within her studio. It was during these formative years that I first picked up a brush, a piece of charcoal, or a sculpting clay. Even as a wide-eyed five-year-old, my grandmother never missed a chance to remind me of the importance of meticulous attention to detail. Her insistence on precision became an indelible part of my artistic upbringing, setting the foundation for my future endeavors, and pursuit of perfection. Which is why I draw in ink, and not pencil. Today, I proudly wear the titles of artist, photographer, and writer. My creative pursuits are guided by a profound commitment to conveying unique perspectives on a multitude of subjects. I achieve this by seeking to craft careful detail in my work and infusing it with layers of symbolism to convey concepts my reader might not realize are happening. Through this deliberate approach, I can effectively communicate intricate ideas, complex concepts, and social commentary - inviting viewers and readers alike to delve deeper into the narratives and meanings I seek to share through my works, regardless of the medium.