About Me
- Morgan Red
- Nov 5, 2024
- 2 min read
Updated: Nov 8, 2024

I discovered the act of creating art in my childhood closet, sketching quietly late at night or early on Sunday mornings while everyone else was asleep. Those moments alone felt like an intimate journey into my imagination, igniting my early passion for imagery. My fascination deepened when I stumbled upon the work of World War II comic artist Bill Mauldin at a Barnes & Noble. His haunting figures and the raw dialogue of soldiers spoke to me, fostering a deep empathy for the individuals depicted. This connection to human stories, raw and unfiltered, became the foundation of my own art journey.
In 5th grade, my mother chose to homeschool me, teaching me a broad range of subjects—including art. She introduced me to acrylics and canvas, opening a world of self-expression. Yet, as I grew older, I felt discouraged from pursuing art and put my creative dreams on hold.
My college years at Xavier University, an HBCU in the heart of New Orleans, reignited my passion. The vibrant art scene of the city and countless museum visits rekindled my need for creative expression. With friends, I began designing and selling t-shirts, pouring myself into this new artistic venture. But then COVID hit, and the isolation, stress of future plans, and loss of friends drove me into a challenging period. Struggling with my mental health, I experienced a breakdown that ultimately led me to a psychiatric ward, where I reconnected with art in a profound way. The daily art activities offered there became my lifeline, allowing me to release emotions that words couldn’t touch.
Once I returned home, I borrowed some money from my parents, bought supplies from Hobby Lobby, and began creating again. My first two pieces—a depiction of a psychiatric ward window and an abstract exploration of the number 3—felt like a rebirth. From there, I knew that art was my therapy, my path to healing and self-discovery.
Often in my work, you’ll notice ambiguous shapes that mimic the camouflaged, formless shapes of energy. These forms represent the flow of energy present in everything—a frequency of emotions, colors, and feelings in constant movement. For me, they are the unseen forces that connect us all, ever-changing, undefined, yet always there.
Today, my work reflects my journey, exploring moral philosophy, personal lessons, and self-identity through the eyes of a Black man. Art is my language, my therapy, and my way of making sense of the world around me.

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