“Great art picks up where nature ends.” – Marc Chagall
“Don’t think about making art, just get it done. Let everyone else decide if it’s good or bad, whether they love it or hate it. While they are deciding, make even more art.” – Andy Warhol
“Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant, there is no such thing. Making your unknown known is the important thing.” – Georgia O’Keeffe
“Have no fear of perfection, you'll never reach it.” – Salvador Dalí
“Creativity takes courage.” – Henri Matisse
“The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.” – Auguste Rodin
“I shut my eyes in order to see.” – Paul Gauguin
“The beautiful, which is perhaps inseparable from art, is not after all tied to the subject, but to the pictorial representation. In this way and in no other does art overcome the ugly without avoiding it.” – Paul Klee
“The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke.” – Jerzy Kosinski
This is the place that the finished work lives. Look around, stay a while, pick your favorites and let me know what you think.
My life story is normal for me but that's because it's mine, my friends think it's crazy.
I was born in Eastern Europe a long time ago. My father escaped first and then he sent for us. I was just finishing first grade. After some travel we ended up in Mexico. The Cayotes, helping us cross the border into the US, kept us in Mexico for several weeks before we crossed. We found out later that they were holding us hostage to get more money from my father. If he didn't pay, we would have ended up in some shallow grave out in the desert. He paid and we crossed the Rio Grande River into Texas. We stayed in a hotel that had a pool and I remember asking my mom if I can go swimming, she told me NO. We got a flight out of Texas and settled down in our new home. (For all of you saying that you can't fly without ID, you are right, but this was in the 80's and you did not need ID to fly within the US back then.) I went to school with deportation always in the back of my head. the one time I got in trouble in school my family freaked out and I never go in trouble again. Got my green card in High School and then went to college. Before finishing college, I joined the Marine Corps Reserve. After 6 months I went back to school. Soon after college I was sworn in as an American Citizen. At that time, I got a job and then 9/11 happened. My reserve unit got called up and I got to spend 2 years on active duty with a tour in Iraq during the beginning of the war. I got hurt in Iraq and got medevacked out and spent some time at the Naval Station Rota in Spain. (Thank you Dr. Pentin, you helped me more than you can ever know). After getting back to the states I spent, about 4 months enduring physical therapy. After getting back to "normal" I went back to work and shortly after I got out of the Marine Corps. My life stabilized and life went on. I got married, had some kids and here we are. Throughout all of this time the only thing that was stable was my love of doodling. My notebooks were always filled with little drawings and doodles. In college I took elective art classes that had nothing to do with my major. As I got older Art took a way back seat to life and I have missed it very much but now as I'm more mature and the kids are getting bigger, I have some time. So, I'm slowly getting back into it, and this is my way of sharing. See, nothing out the ordinary right?
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