My first memory of making art was more of an “incident” in the third grade. I had just finished what I thought was a rather brilliant crayon drawing of a green three-legged horse running through a field of red, purple and orange grass. Smiling, I proudly held it up for the teacher to see. She shook her head and said, “That is NOT how you draw a horse.”
In some respects that moment shaped the next six decades as I strive to live life on my own terms rather than doing what’s expected by individuals or society, but I knew I was an artist from that very early age.
As an abstract action painter, my art is less a visual depiction of places or events than an expression of moods and emotion, but it took many years of painting and sculpting before I was able to manipulate paint and materials without a conscious effort.
My first formal study of art began at The Chouinard Art Institute founded in 1921 in the Westlake district of Los Angeles. I quickly recognized that my art was being “directed” by my teachers in such as way that it was indefinable from that produced by the other students and graduates and I soon left.
Soon after I met Dick Brown, a student of Hans Hoffman who became my mentor and teacher. It was Dick Brown who introduced me to the idea of not thinking about what I was doing in the studio, but rather to let things flow and allow the painting to become art, rather than a study of line, color and composition.
As easy as this sounded at the time, in order for the subconscious to be able to manipulate the materials, I first had to learn how to control them. During the next four decades I worked full time to support my family while spending whatever free time I had developing my art.
I painted, drew, made marks and manipulated a myriad of materials on a conscious deliberate level in an attempt to recreate whatever I was seeing or envisioning in various different styles, ranging from impressionist, expressionist, cubist, and surrealist. Most of those paintings were destroyed or painted over, they were never meant to be an end in and of themselves, but rather a means to an end - the ability to paint on a subconscious rather than conscious level.
As my youngest of five children approached her teenage years I determined to focus more attention on my art. In 2000 my wife and I began the process of applying for an artist visa to the United Kingdom. At the time London was emerging as a central player and mecca for contemporary visual arts. At the age of sixty, I set up my studio and began to work full time as an artist for the first time in my life.
In 2015 family brought me back to the US and I spent 10 years in North Carolina near my daughters and grandchildren. I had a large studio, which allowed me to paint large pieces without restrictions for the first time. In 2025 my wife and I returned to Herefordshire in the UK. My work is currently available through my daughter's gallery, Beecher's, in Ross-on-Wye.