PAINTINGS

"As music is the poetry of sound, so is painting the poetry of sight."
J.A. Whistler

The Barn Series

Barns tell stories, and they speak to me. They speak of history, of time past, of labor; they speak of directed purpose and association—with the cattle, the chickens, the horses, the hay, the tractors, the rakes, and the pitchforks that sheltered in them—going back to America’s roots. Their speech is plain but clear. That is why I paint barns. Their stories vary, but at their core, they reflect honesty, history, and labor. And it’s not just the boards and beams—barns are the projection screen of the land, sky, sun, clouds, rain, storms, and hills.

People and Characters

Faces, craggy or angelic, beautiful or interesting, all the men and women I have encountered who have fascinated me—the human circus—I have drawn or painted. Some in this group are satirical, some serious, and some respectful and done in admiration.

Castles, Palaces and Landscapes

In a lifetime of traveling and observing, I have sketched and painted in Spain, England, Germany, France, Virginia, and parts of South America—wherever I found a subject of interest.

Whispers of the Solitary Tree

Swirling clouds, advancing, rising, threatening
Yet celestial in their dance across the sky
They gather, like ancient sages in council,
Their gray robes billowing with secrets untold.

And there, in the heart of a peaceful meadow
A single tree stands tall, unwavering
Its roots anchored deep in verdant soil.
A sentinel against the tempest’s fury