Photography, Digital Art, Sculpture, Writing, Technology.
Computers since 70s. Ideas and brainstorming for technology projects and other start-up enterprises.
Most of my photography and digital art is for sale, mostly as limited edition archival giclee prints. I also sculpt. All of my sculpture is sold out. I am not taking orders.
I am looking for quality galleries for archival giclee prints (in NYC, CHI, LA, and other areas.)
As a very small child, I had an adventure one summer morning. (I barely remember this, you might remember something similar.) The adventure was the surprising first discovery of an exceptionally beautiful flower in my mother's garden. It was my first recognition of beauty.
The adventure continued, I pulled the flower up from the ground or tore it from a plant and took it to my mother. I knew the mother as a beautiful creature who deserved this suddenly found beauty. I gave it to my mother proudly and with love.
My mother saw me and the flower and the mess and her tears flowed. I saw the tears and could not understand. My mother hugged me, as she cried, which was even more confusing.
We know that she cried because the flower was beautiful, because as a very small child I may have seemed beautiful - whatever happened? and because the flower she worked so hard to grow has been destroyed. She cried for all these reasons.
Like the very small child I was then, we make our art and share it with pride and love.