Arizona. What a magnificent place to grow up, with its inspirational landscape and truly amazing sunsets, it was impossible not to absorb the color spectrum the Southwest had to offer. Art in high school offered a definitive joy over the other scholastic requirements. Completion of high school led to a trek across the Midwest to further education and to seek employment eventually settling down in the Columbus, Ohio area. This is where my high school love, Rita, and I currently reside with our crazy bunch of four legged family members.
Flying had entered my blood at age 13 and little did I realize that it would become my career path exiting high school. And during that time playing instruments, composing music, drawing and painting was my go-to sanctuary. It of course still is. The creative itch bubbled over and at age 43 my desire to dive head first into the arts was overwhelming. For the last several years it was all I could think about. During what seemed like endless hours crossing countries and borders my mind raced, it longed for the day of busy hands, not as a hobby but to fully engulf myself into the arts full time. I retired from a wonderful career at Netjets to embark on this new adventure, but I’ll always have a special place for flying in my heart. I always leave a door cracked to possibilities, because the future has a funny way of propelling new ambitions.
Enter full time artist. Metal Sculptor. Painter. I have no degrees from prestigious art schools but what I do have is the tenacious desire to create one of a kind sculptures and paintings. I am a very motivated artist with a deep seeded ambition to continually challenge myself through evolving works. The final result should be art that moves you like the movement in the works themselves.
An enormous thank you is in order to, God, to my wife Rita, and to my family and friends. Thank you for taking time to stroll through my work, it is much appreciated.
my hands | my soul | my mind
My hands, my soul and my mind converge on each piece of work. The outcome is a sculpture or painting that triggers a tangible, personal emotional response. Best of all those emotions are shared, not isolated to the artist but the viewer as well. Inspiration arises, often without warning, from any number of life’s seemingly random scenes whether good or bad. After all, we are living in an ever evolving work created by The Greatest Artist of all.
For metal art sculptures I find that fluid lines and almost limitless perspective really entice the eye to investigate, much like the curious environment that we occupy. Even if the work is linear, an appropriately applied patina or even applying additional metal can introduce motion that otherwise would leave the piece stagnant. Sculptures are often active but remain balanced and resolve themselves like a well composed song. I love to work with the various ferrous and non-ferrous metals like copper, steel, aluminum, and bronze. Occasionally combining these elements together alongside concrete and wood really give them life. A variety of heat or chemical processes helps me transform the work into something special.
For canvas art anything is possible in the abstract realm. I’m free to run spontaneously. One idea or inspirational mark may lead to something entirely sublime in the end. I’ve always been drawn to the earth tones, especially those of the Southwest United States where I was raised. From the reds and browns of the Sedona canyons, the lively greens of the valley, to the majestic hues of blue, red, orange and purple as the sun allows the desert night to take the shift. These are my soul colors but that doesn’t limit me from the spectrum of colors available. They are all beautiful. I never limit myself to any one tool for the application of paints. One piece of work may utilize brushes, water, tape and compressed air while another may utilize an inline or orbital sander for vibrating pigment.
The creative possibilities are only limited by the desire to try something new. For me, art allows the gates to the unknown to open where I can rush in to fill the void, the void that the ordinary had previously occupied.