As the old saying goes, “You know, When you know”.  

At the age of 11, in 1969 my mother took me to the Houston Museum of Fine Arts. Upon entering the museum I immediately saw my first viewing of a Frederic Remington painting, “A call for help”. It was a night painting of three horses surrounded by coyotes.

I was completely mesmerized and stunned by the painting. That painting completely changed my understanding of how a painting should look. I knew three things upon being dragged away by my mother. First, I knew I had to be an artist. Second, color was not what I thought, but what it truly is so to capture a scene accurately. I fell in love with western art and that was what I had to paint. Three years later I won my first art show at school and the piece was of western art.

I have ventured far and wide in my life, and every chance I had to see a new museum from the USA, to Germany and to Paris.  I painted about every subject you can imagine from portraits, auto racing art, sports art, landscapes, seascapes, still-life, but ultimately, I was always drawn to western art. Growing up in Texas, having horses, cows, and I was always drawn to western art themes. Not Cowboys and Indian and bad guys fighting, but the subtle, soft and western life as I know it. So for now, I will focus on western art. Truly this is my consciousness and nature as an artist.