At the impressionable age of 18, I enrolled in a freshman Figure Drawing class at a small college in the Amish territory of Pennsylvania. On the first day of class, along with 20 other new students, I sheepishly took a seat in the circle around a small raised podium. With little introduction, the instructor invited a young lady wearing a white robe to take the stage. As the terry-cloth garment fell to the ground, and everybody began vigorously scribbling away with his or her pencils, I knew that I’d found my place in the universe.
Over the past 30 years I have continued my affair with the female figure. My most recent series of mixed media works on paper combines bold sketching with muted painted backgrounds. These emotional glimpses of the figure are meant to celebrate the joys of seeking and feeling through pencil and brush.
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