My journey as an artist began shortly after graduating college and taking my first drawing class in Portland Oregon's adjunct school to the Portland Art Museum. From that moment forward I was forever in and out of art classes satisfying my hunger for depicting the world around me in a two dimensional format. The experience became as much of a discovery process than an acquisition of skill as my objectivity of the world around me increased and my focus shifted to a visual understanding of what surrounded me. The world became a series of designs. It was intoxicating. It was humbling. It was deeply satisfying. The process of art for me evolved into a relationship between how I viewed, and felt about a subject matter and the manner in which I depicted it upon my canvas. This is a lifetime relationship full of rewards, growth, frustration, humility and an ever deepening respect of the subjects whose spirit I strive to capture.
So now the whole world looks like a giant painting. I can't see anything anymore without reshaping it into brushstrokes of oil paint! Or doing a quick mental sketch in my mind.