I make virile things. Pieces of abstract. These are art-like, but they may be some other like. Sensibly ordinary if seen landscape-like or as some other spacial script.

Unlimited, airy plain for who knows what, or where, or even when. It knows less than it can say, in this as yet undeciphered language of heavy, burdened hue.

Home to biting buggers and bully grass, calloused, dusty fingers portend, smear with resolution things left undrawn, delineate things ideal.

"Momma, when I grow up I want to sell paintings. Yes, that's it for me. Paintings, by God. Sell them, trade them, pass them into history's worn basket of nameless fruit. Sell paintings is what I will do. Even if I have to paint them myself!"

Artist Highlights

• ArtWanted.com Gallery:    Fine Art
• Proficient Software:   Corel Draw/Paint