Bypassing all formalities of fanfare and aggrandizement, what you view in my artwork is one man's simple interpretation of reality. My experience in visual communications had its inception at our grandparents' kitchen table where my drawing of Clark's oil refinery once raised the critical eyebrow of an uncle. Later, I would practice stylizing certain letters of the alphabet. Throughout grammar school years, during which most visual explorations were on intermittent hold, I trustingly aligned myself with pumping out polkas and obereks on the accordion. Blessed with a good ear, I was eventually able to pick out television theme songs and tunes from the radio. |
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