Ever since I was about three, I wanted to be an artist. Decades passed in newspapers and ad work instead. That was the mistake. I'm not 24 anymore. Now the paintbrush is firmly in my hand.
I paint in oil and draw in graphite and colored pencil. Boats, birds, cats, horses, wildlife, landscapes, seascapes, portraits. The subjects change, but my goal stays the same — to capture a moment worth remembering.
Small stories about light, memory, and the beauty of creation.
I am a Kentucky native now living in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. I started drawing before I could write, spent a decade as a newspaper illustrator, and returned to painting with a fire that decades of other work could not extinguish.
I work in oil, graphite, and colored pencil — and I deliberately refuse to be pinned down to one style. The thread that connects everything is light — how it falls, how it transforms, how it turns an ordinary moment into something worth holding onto.
Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report — think on these things.
— Philippians 4:8