There is what I think, what I feel, what I paint...then there's reality, but I wouldn't want to live there!

I have been in art longer than I am old it seems, especially drawing. It has always been something the good Lord put in my spirit. The last ten years I have been involved in art licensing and worked primarily digitally . My subjects were mostly roosters and Christian themes. Then, I would like to say suddenly,(but of course it wasn't) I started to miss the joy, and tactile sense, of working with pencil in hand, capturing every last detail. As a result my style changed radically, as did my production rate. I now takes me at least a month to do what used to be a week. It is a trade off, but the payoff is; you end up with a final product with a soul, a tangible substance, a solidified vision and a concrete portion of the reality you live in! That appeases my creative soul like nothing else.

I became interested with cubism's form, but thought that it lacked the intensity of color I craved. After a lot of trial and error...(ok, mostly error!) working with color pencils, placing layer upon layer, I feel I have achieved a finish with the color saturation and blending that rivals oils.

I have been doing pieces my "new" old fashion way for nearly a year...as my computer gathers dust. I don't think I'll be going back. As for what I think, what I feel, what I paint?..., only matters if you "feel" it too. God Bless!