Whether it's acrylic, water colors, or oil painting I find myself cast away on a river that runs parallel with my life stream. Painting hasn't always been a passion of mine. When I was in high school I barely touched the stuff. I was a pen and ink man. I loved pencil drawings too. I still have a great love affair with black and white drawings, but getting older and more mature as an artist I need more for my experiments in the visual realm of art. I need color. I need vivid and vibrant color to bring complexity of mood to my work. Painting is my avenue for enlightenment and I'm armed to the teeth with brushes paints and a spray can or two. Sometimes drab and rusty earth tones are what makes my heart sing. The dusty hues point out flawed characters of a story untold and binds them to the canvas for all the world to see and know.

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