"The first painting I ever did was in college where I copied a Winslow Homer to give Margaret on our one year dating anniversary. It turned out pretty well and we still have it hanging in our home today. She says it’s the one painting that will never be for sale. Over the next 10 to 12 years I painted maybe 10 other paintings that were either ducks, fish or sporting scenes. I’m not sure what inspired me to start painting other than I found it intriguing and perplexing.
God has given me a talent, a gift, and I feel called to use it. I truly consider my art a gift; I am completely self-taught in the mediums of oil, acrylic, watercolor, pen, and pencil. The exciting part of my work is when it's 2 A.M. and I step back and realize, 'WOW! I’ve nailed it!' Some cloud, tree or a feather that I didn’t know how to paint; and then all of the sudden it's alive! How did my mind interpret this image on to a canvas? It still surprises me today and THAT is the fun part; THAT thrill is what keeps me coming back and trying new things.
Please take the time and look at my work as it is an expression of me and my life. I paint what I know. I paint things I have seen and experienced that have meant a great deal to me over the years. Yet, they are mere attempts of what one can experience in the sporting life and sharing it with a good dog, good weather, or a great companion. My artwork used to be a hobby and something I did in the evenings, but has turned into so much more. It will all be worthwhile if it sparks an emotion or memory of a simpler and meaningful time in your life where you had that 'elusive' peace of mind." ~ Wm