I am a self-taught artist, who early on, had to figure everything out on his own, including life – frustrating a few family members and teachers along the way.
Right or wrong, I was not interested in how somebody else did something. My trial and error technique seemed to work out just fine.
I have called myself an artist for more than 40 years and have consistently put out work that makes sense to me – work that speaks from an unconscious place and that hopefully makes sense to some.
I turn 60 this May, and in celebration of this milestone and the Eureka Springs May Festival of the Arts, I’ve put together an exhibit of old and new work for the month of May.
Honestly, this number 60 feels a little surreal, and I don’t expect to handle it gracefully.
The transition from wanabee hipster to eccentric elder, while somewhat freeing, is also an admittance that one might not have too many years left.
I hope I become one of those artists that fully hit their stride in their later years – like Matisse, who unable to see fully, made masterful cutouts in his declining years.
I have so many ideas still stuck in my head – ideas and visuals that I want and need to explore all on my own.
I’m also grateful to friends and family, many who have shaken their heads at my artwork, but who love and support me, and truly understand my passion.