My father enjoyed life and had high regard for nature and all living things. He tried to take full advantage of every creative moment. Even when he wasn't actively painting or drawing, I would catch him quietly speaking to himself about what he was looking at, as if recreating it in his mind. Sometimes he would even talk to what he was looking at, pointing out details with hand gestures, complimenting its beauty, and assuring it that he would soon create a worthy work of art in its image, as he saw it. At first, I thought that was a little weird, but later, when I studied Native American cultures and Eastern religions, I understood what was happening, that it was not new, and that indeed it was beautiful. Essentially, Dad was so in tune with his world and nature that together, they were at times One, speaking to each other like old friends - The Great Creator and the Artist.

Dad always said that he had something inside of him that needed to Get Out. It took me some time to understand what he meant, but I later realized that his art was all about exactly that - Getting his message Out. Through his art, he was trying to get what he saw and felt inside himself - Out. Indeed, Dad believed that ALL of us have something inside that needs to come out - something special given to us by The Creator. I hope that idea is inspiring and hopeful to you because it puts us all on a mission to deliver our own message to the world. Whether you are an artist, writer, builder, parent, or whatever you do, Dad would say - "We all have something given to us by God. It is our unique purpose, and that needs to show because it is Who and Why we are".

My father was very fortunate to know that he was an artist at age five. He found his purpose and kept at it throughout his life. He was not wealthy in terms of money or possessions; our family was actually relatively poor and likely would have been homeless were it not for my mother - but Dad was rich with "intent." He saw and felt things, knew what he needed to do with them, and he did it at every moment he could - and he also felt that same "force" is within all of us.
I think Dad was a pretty wise man, and along the way, he was also a father to three children and a devoted husband to our Mom.

For approximately 37 years, I worked closely with my father and his art. Our work together mostly involved me helping his creative process. It was an incredible and accidental learning journey for us both. Whether by simply putting together flower arrangements for him, traveling together to artistic locations, creating reproduction prints of his work, or just walking together in the park - We spent many hours, days, months, and years in each other's company, and today those memories, and his vision, are stored in my heart, and they need to come Out.

The pages of this site include short personal stories assigned to Dad's work. I speak about the art, his life, our time together, and the wisdom I learned from him over the years.

In creating this gallery, I aim to add a bit of unique value to Dad's creations so that you, the viewer, might understand a tiny part of why, how, and when he created the things he did.