Hello!

If you got this far I guess you are interested in art in some way, shape or form.

As someone who has been making images for over 50 years, I may know a little about the artistic process. By process I mean the way art is made and emerges from each of us as individual artists.

And I have managed to keep my images new and fresh over time.

At the beginning I used oil paint, acrylic paint, charcoal, watercolors, and just about anything I could find that would leave a mark or imprint on a piece of flat or textured material, like canvas, canvas board, paper, primed hardwood or plywood, anything that had a surface.

After many many years my health started to suffer as a result of repeated contact with paint and its inherent materials.

But I still had this tremendous force inside me that had to be released. The power and force could only come forth through image making. Via color and texure.

Over the years I developed a style. I found an understanding as to how new images, or pictures are formed within my mind, and how to get them out into the real world. While this is a simple explanation of the artistic process, It is still the way making picture of image happens.

I needed a way to make this force real. Art became the way I understood the world and the universe, and my place within it.

Since I could not use oil or any type of physical paint because of health problems, I found a computer program, way back at the beginning of when they started making computers. The program was called Fractal Painter. It came on floppy disks sent to me inside a paint can. When I opened the can, I smelled the smell of oil paint. I knew something good was going to happen.

I still use Painter in its 2020 form, as it has evolved over these many years. What is more important is that over the years the artistic process and style I found at the very beginning of my career as a painter has been able to adapt to the software; i.e. I have adapted my vision and style to the computer software.

I suppose I will have to wait till I am dead and gone for my voice to be heard, and that’s ok. It is what it is.

For some reason, I have been blessed with the skills and abilities to make paintings, art and writings for the past 60 years or so. The source of my work is still a mystery to me. I operate in and from a place that I know well, but still have no idea how I get there or why I have never chosen to leave.

I guess I hang around because there is still some meaning there, and a reason for being here. You have to do things that make you happy.

It has been a dream of mine to have my work seen in a greater sense, and to in turn help people heal and grow along the way in the same manner that my experience in image making and writing has helped me along on my journey.

There are no ulterior motives here, just as there are no lofty aspirations or upitty pretensions.

Quite simply I sit down to work and the work happens.

Further, I have been able to adapt my vision and style to whatever medium I work with: oils, acrylics, pen and ink, fresco, watercolor, sculpture, or digital. All are unique yet consistent.

That being said, I have decided to waste no more time trying to “get my work out there.” In the end, at least for this time and place and space, it will not do any good anyway.

Sadly and unfortunately, or happily and fortunately, my work is as much an enigma as it is a source of fear and discomfort for those lucky enough to view it.

I don’t have an explanation and quite frankly I really do not need one. Whether you like it or understand it or not is of no importance.

Snapshots of Forever

March 18, 2021 

The old ways are gone forever. It is a new world. Art in essence in its current forms is dead.

We are passing through a new aesthetic and creative energy as we travel through space. The texture of this new space is rough and brutal. Our consciousness must survive. The first step is awareness. Next we change, then we adapt.

You can idolize any one, or anything or any artist you want. It is your time. Just answer the question “Am I learning anything new or growing along the way?”

That’s basically all I have.

My work can speak for itself.

A Few More Thoughts

I guess it is true that you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink. Besides it is impossible to penetrate the vulnerability, weakness, and shell covering the real humanity that we have built around ourselves.

That is fine with me, since I will have left behind a body of work that was made with only good intentions. I didn’t leave it in the bag.

Be that as it may, as one giant in the art business told me a long time ago, ‘the important thing is to keep on making the work.”

And that is what I will do.