I've made a lot of stuff throughout the years. Some of it hangs in beautiful places, some has been abandoned in various places along the way, and some still lingers in the studio.
Somewhere during all the years of making stuff, I earned degrees at the San Francisco Art Institute and the University of Chicago. I still regard my instructors at SFAI, and their Bay Area Abstract Expressionist predecessors, as some of my most significant influences.
I learned to love materials, surface, and the process of making when I was at SFAI. U of C taught me to analyze, to reflect, and to think about those processes.
In recent years I've sought to expand my ideas and knowledge of working methods through professional workshops at places like R&F Encaustics, the Scottsdale Artist's School, and the Palette and Chisel Academy in Chicago.
Over the years I've experimented in all sorts of disciplines such as fiber, sculpture, and metals. But I always return to paint, maybe because of its wonderful, buttery, tactile qualities, or maybe because of its ability to capture such disparate qualities as a delicate, vaporous atmosphere, or a the massive solidity of the land, or maybe, because there is nothing like the smell of oil paint. Sometimes I return to more abstract combinations of paints and pigments, and sometimes to more representational impressions of the world around me.
These days I teach various 2D/3D/ Drawing and the occaional conceptually oriented course at a design college here in Chicago. My work is represented in various private, college, and corporate collections throughout the country.