So often I am asked where my ideas, my creations come from. I cannot answer with any certainty except to say that my ideas and forms originate through some combination of history and experience and desire; some combination of mind and soul, of order and balance; some combination of the physical and spiritual worlds we all inhabit.
I have been a scuba diver, a social studies teacher, a city planner, a museum director, a riding instructor, a hardware sales associate, a poet and sort-of-farmer. I have spent time in 45 of the states that make-up this nation. I possess both a college and graduate level education. I have been married and unmarried and a thousand other things that can never be satisfactorily listed or accounted for.
What I can offer with some certainty is that: I currently and happily live along the Carrabelle river in Carabelle, Florida;
and I build things with my hands,
assisted by a few good tools. I have worked with wood beyond clear memory, sometimes more, sometimes less, but is has always been there, as are the memories of my grandfather with his tools, tools that continue to work in my own hands.
Though my list of building materials has expanded a bit (to include wire and glass and stone and water), each piece is still created and crafted individually. I love the creative process, I love building things practically and aesthetically pleasing.
I find a great deal of satisfaction, peace and integrity through my work and, I hope you can find a bit of yourself in these creations also, a bit of your own order and peace and comfort and joy. If you do not seek such things, my work is probably not for you.