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Today, I get my inspiration for my paintings
from my horses. It wasn’t always this way, for me, growing
up in the art world of New York City. Other than McCloud…..and
some mounted patrolmen….the city isn’t the Wild West…but
on second thought…..
My father was an artist and sculptor…. A
bohemian, renaissance kind of a guy. In the late twenties,
he studied in Paris….and so he was anxious for me to get
a good basic art education. At 16 years of age, I enrolled
at the famous…sometimes infamous, Art Student’s League in
Manhattan. It was at the League, I got the basics in “drawing
from the live model”….and got a chance to see some great
artists ply their trade.
I have always considered drawing my strongest
medium…but have ventured out into oils, watercolors and
now acrylic….basicly because I want and need, at this time
of my life, bold color…strong lines….and to show the comical
side of life. My Dad’s work showed great “whimsy” and I
am trying to emulate that quality, for I believe the world
needs more laughter…
Since I have a great love of horses….believing
they are truly gifts from God….what better subjects could
I possibly have….They love you unconditionally…And that’s
a good thing. They’re strong in character and that’s a good
thing also…..and being with them is very healing.
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