I was born in beautiful, rural northeastern Maine in the1950s. The nature around me became the greatest distraction from an otherwise boring, isolated childhood. Since my grandfather, a self taught artist, painted landscapes, I did too.
My parents approved of few of my pastimes - I was a confirmed sissy according to them - but at least painting pictures was neither a “masculine” nor “feminine” occupation and they approved. They bought me my first set of oil paints when I was twelve years old and my life was transformed.
Although in art school I majored in sculpture, I never stopped painting, returning specifically
to landscape at age forty. I’ve never looked back.