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I’m moving!

My family is in the process of moving to Florida and although I will miss the beautiful landscape and people of Indiana, it’s time to make the move.

Unfortunately this means all artwork is in transit and I will not be able to mail any purchased art until the end of March. Please be patient with me as I make this journey (A Great Band from the 80s by the way).

Once in Florida the Web and my artwork will have a fresh new look, new art and stories to go along with them.

Thank you again to all my followers and if you live in Florida keep an eye out for me at shows and galleries!


Lion of different color

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This painting has been fun to do while recovering from heart by-pass surgery. Although the first week after being released from the hospital I didn’t feel like doing anything, let alone even moving, I now feel pretty good. It’s amazing what technology, doctors and surgeons, and the blessing of God can do.

My brother-in-law suggested that the drips made him see in the painting of something once strong and above all, is now becoming weak and possibly not as strong. I love the thought and critique of it and realize that this is exactly how I felt and feel finding out about my heart. Although not by any means an athelete or power house, I’ve always been fit, active and eat well. Now weakened by the surgery and not sure of my future, all I can do is to be all that I can be, and do, all that I can do. Even though at 52, like the lion, my power is beginning to drip away, I still have a whole lot of color in my life.


Fall In Indiana – Watercolor

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Watercolor sketches of Indiana Fall leaves. The leaves haven’t turned yet but will in just a few weeks. This is one thing I will miss once moved to Florida. You have really missed out on a gift from God if you’ve never walked through a woods with turning leaves, or even better yet walk into a woods and just sit on a stump and watch the beautiful dance of golden leaves falling. And even better yet, take your kids or grandchildren with you and sit quietly, and admire the beauty of the woods and the creatures that live there. It’s time we all slow down and be thankful for the beauty given to us, and not let it pass without notice.


On a rainy day – Watercolor

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On this Indiana rainy day, I thought that I would post this painting I did a few months ago. The weather is moving into the fall season and it’s been fairly dry, but with this rain today, hopefully the burst of fall foliage will take bloom. Southern Indiana is supposed to be one of the most beautiful areas in the world to capture the beauty of colorful fall leaves. With our huge variety of trees, the colors burst into an explosion of oranges, yellows, reds, deep red, purple, rust and green. To view some wonderful photos type in Nashville, Indiana fall foliage or Brown County, Indiana on google image.


Rust Series-Acrylics? used like watercolor

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Acrylics on 140lb cold press paper

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Lived my entire life in southern Indiana, but have always had a love for the beach and ocean. There are two places in this world that brings calm and relaxation to me, that’s walking in the woods, or strolling down an ocean beach. Even as a kid the adventure of what you might see, or what you might find while walking at both places has always been a fun time. The woods offer beautifully shaped trees, little streams rolling down the hillside, a box turtle slowly making its way through the woods or a shed whitetail antler, you just never know. The ocean, along with its rhythmic sound of waves, also offers an abundant natural and manmade wonders, from a beautifully shaped and aged piece of driftwood, seashells of all kinds, and sea life that will absolutely amaze the eye. Some just simply walk past, or walk through without actually opening their eyes, ears, and minds to actually inhale all of its wonders. This is also a symbol of the way our lives are journeyed these days, without appreciation, respect, and missing out on the true wonders of whats been given.


Sunflower – watercolor

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Have you ever had one of those days, weeks, months, to which you feel like this sunflower looks? Since I’ve hit the 50 mark… a few years ago, this represents me big time. I don’t mind the wrinkles, the wilting of the hair, or the drooping of muscles… what little I had, but no energy! That sucks! I try to stay busy when I get home from work and that helps, but it takes a lot more effort to maintain verticality. Forget the six pack abs, guns for arms, and the ability to run with-out passing out, just give me a BIG-O-BUCKET of energy, and I would be loving it!

Here are a 10 signs that your flower is wilting!
1. When you go out to get the Sunday paper… and realize it’s Monday!
2. When you use the excuse that the recliner is more comfortable than your bed… but it’s really because you don’t have the energy to get up and go to bed.
3. (Mostly old men) when you notice that your pant zipper is very seldom zipped up now days… to much energy wasted zipping them, and faster access when you’ve layed in the recliner so long that you almost pee yourself!
4. When you fall asleep… before your wife!
5. When your triceps wave more than your hand… when waving!
6. When you try to z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z, oops! Fall asleep while blogging!
7. When your wife is frisky… and you claim to have a headache!
8. When you stop at 8 in a top ten reason list… because you just don’t have the energy to make 10!

You all can fill in the rest… I’m going to take a nap!

16″ x 20″ watercolor on 140lb coldpress paper


Nest – Watercolor

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Twice this year already I have had birds build their nest where I would prefer that they wouldn’t, on my kitchen window seal and on top our front porch column. The column isn’t to bad accept every time that you would walk out the front door the mother bird would come busting out of the nest and scare the pants off of you. The kitchen window seal didn’t bother us, but the mother bird would constantly fly away every time it seen movement in our kitchen (and that’s a lot with me in the house) and we were afraid it would abandon the eggs. So I tape a piece of black card board to the window in order to block its view into the house. That seem to work. And the front porch nest, we just let go until the little ones had left the nest. This painting is dedicated to all the mother birds that build the nest…. where they are supposed to… in a tree!

This is a 9″ x 9″ watercolor on 140lb cold press paper