As a painter of stories one must begin somewhere ..... My somewhere was living a life in the wild west surrounded by cactus, sagebrush, horses, Indian reservations, expansive western skies, and a cowboy. One day after many years of wondering and exploration I took a leap of faith and picked up a paintbrush. After miles and miles of painted canvases, I now see and feel the world so differently. I can tell you many “different” stories with no words …. 

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