Don’t expect poetry here.

Expect rust, dancing, sarcasm, sensitivity, sharp edges, raw spots, droppings, animals, trash, nature, humor, rambling, pretty colors, ugly things, ink, duck tape, tears, jazz, strangers, junk piles, marks, scenery, goop, fear, red wheels, memories, jewels, plastic, head shapes, dust, and a list of shit that keeps going but my work is really about one word: Emotion

I am interested in creating a collage of life with memorable imagery evoking range of emotions. I strive to keep a raw quality and a sense of humor in the finished work. In recent years I have been more and more influenced by jazz and its spontaneity. I am not a musician so my works are my visual tunes combining materials and images like notes. High ideals are expressed in crude lines and found objects, like wise crudeness is expressed in fine inks and pastels.