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How I learned to see landscapes: As a young boy I walked into the Arizona desert naked and armed only with a knife and a piece of rope.*
I did not know it at the time, but I would never see things the same again. I learned to filter out the distractions, to focus on what was important. It could have been a matter of life or death. I came to appreciate stark places where beauty was often hidden, fragile, and short-lived. Now, when I look at places and people, I see them transformed. I see only what is necessary. Therefore, I paint only what is necessary.
* Okay, the naked part isn’t true; apologies to E.R. Burroughs (Tarzan of the Apes, 1914, p. 216).
Life in the Desert: It is where I would spend many days and nights of my formative years; investigating what was around the next bend or over the hill. It became my home. I crawled into abandoned mines looking for treasure, discovered previously unknown ancient petroglyphs, hunted small game, and ate succulent cactus fruits. Coyotes were my hiking companions, sometimes walking along with me. I’ve been swarmed by bats leaving a cave in Mexico, surrounded by many, not to happy, javelina, came face to face with a young mountain lion, have trapped and studied wild mice, been bitten by said mice, bats, and other animals, and skinned an elephant (really). All of this, and more, was accompanied by vast panoramas, hidden waterfalls, forests of cacti, carpets of poppies, the sweet smell of creosote bushes after a rain, and an uncountable number of stars in a moonless night sky.
Since leaving the desert I have traveled widely, lived abroad, and earned a PhD in Psychology and an MFA in Painting. I walked out of the desert and became a student of art, culture, and behavior.