“As soon as he could hold a pencil …”
If you’re a fan of Frank Frazetta, Luis Royo or Boris Vallejo, or anyone as lofty as Rembrandt or Cezanne, nothing you find here is going to impress you. But that’s not my intent, anyway. Like it or not, take it or leave it, the artwork I created when I was younger was, and is, a part of who and what I am. The images you’ll find in the galleries are pebbles, shells and other shiny things that I picked up along my meandering way. Souvenirs of other days.
Ancient Artwork
These are drawings from the ancient, far-reaches of distant time. Most of these images were made when I was a teenager, though some spill over into my early 20's. |
Colored Pencils
Computer Work
These are images that were either created by hand and scanned into the computer for finishing, or were created entirely on the computer. And no, that doesn’t mean that the computer did all the work. |
Photoshop
These are images that would not exist without Photoshop. Digital manipulation of existing photographs would be almost impossible otherwise (at least for small fry like me). |
Sculpture
While I was never a prolific sculptor, I coaxed a few shapes out of the clay in my day. Sadly, most of my sculptures were lost. Some day I’ll make more. |
Sketches
Most art begins its existence as a sketch. Hopefully I’ll eventually get more of the hundreds of sketches I’ve made through the years into the gallery. |
Weekend Warriors
When it comes to what’s next, I’ll have to quote myself and declare, “I ain’t dead, yet”. I have a copy of Corel Painter installed on my computer and a brand new graphics tablet lying on my desk. I fully intend to be putting brand new artwork up here in the future. And I promise you, when those images are posted, I won’t feel the need to apologize for them.



Casualties Of War, Cauldron Of Shit – T-Shirt
Malleus Maleficarum (Kindle)
When The Winds Blow









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