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Choices

When I complete a painting, the final image is the culmination of many, many decisions that were made throughout the process. Color. Texture. Hard edges. Broken edges. More? Less? Palette knife? Brush? How to start. When to stop. On and on and on....... Each choice may seem small, but each choice affects the end result.…

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Being A Dad

Dad. I dreamed that one day tiny tots would pull on my pant leg, waiting to be picked up, calling me by that name. And they did. Two beautiful girls. Prettier than any I'd ever seen. And they still are. There have been many dolls. Many beaches. Many bowls of popcorn. Much dancing in the…

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Dirt

I love dirt. The sight. The smell. And especially the feel of it sifting through my fingers. I even love foods with an "earthy" taste. Ironically, putting my hands in the earth makes me feel close to heaven. Grounded. Maybe it's the fact that God chose to make Adam from "the dust of the ground".…

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Change

Life moves on at the same pace. Day by day. Year after year. Even though, as I age, it seems to be gaining speed. But the clocks, the calendars, continue at the same pace. As they have for thousands of years. I can embrace each season for what it is, or wrestle with it, trying…

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Hopeful

I’m not a fan of New Years. But I love a new year. It’s a fresh start. And a fresh start feels hopeful. Like anything could be possible. New Years is not a party to me. It’s a cleaning. It’s my routine. The decorations are down. The tree is hauled away. Remnants of a year…

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The Table

The Table. It’s the center of our house. Literally. It’s large enough to seat ten. But we have been known to fit twelve. I’ve said for years that my idea of a crowd is the number of people who can sit around the table. No more. If there are more than that, conversation descends to…

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Listen

My favorite way to live life is “one-on-one” over a cup of coffee. It's honest. Real. Eye-to-eye. With fewer voices involved, conversation is more likely to dive beneath the surface, into the deep. I like meaningful conversation. I'm not a “chit chat” kind of guy. For there to be communication, someone likely needs to speak.…

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See

To “look”, I engage my eyes. To “see”, I ask my eyes to join hands with my heart, mind and soul. I have the gift of vision which gives me the ability to “look”. But, unfortunately, I don’t always “see”. Certainly pleasure can be obtained from looking. But seeing turns that pleasure into an experience,…

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Quiet

Quiet. It can feel like an interminable pause. A creator of discomfort. A vacuum restless to be filled. Or it can be a balm. A place for restoration. A welcome companionship where words are not required. For me it is the necessary fuel to move through a world of continual noise. It’s the time that…

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Experience

I'm all about the "experience". And for me, it's not about going, or doing. It's about being right where I am. Making the most of the moment. Right here. Right now. It's about touching each of the senses in a unique way. Every day. I have created that experience in my studio where I paint.…

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Matter

My Dad was a quiet man. Not quiet in an uncomfortable way. He just didn't use words frivolously. He used an amount we could listen to. No more. If he were alive today I would try to savor each one because I would know now that each one mattered. I learned after he died that…

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Coffee Table Book

Books are one of my greatest passions. They can be food for the soul. The touch, the smell, the experience of turning one page at a time. It is with great pleasure that I introduce my contribution to this world of books that I love so dearly. It is a book to look at. It is…

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