iCreativity

The Early Years

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When I started my creative life I had no idea what the hell I was doing or what would become of it so I just did it born out of searching for a direction in my life since I was going through the most difficult time I had ever gone through, at least up till then.  You see, not only was I going through a divorce at the time but everything I believed in was challenged then changed and it seemed that the only thing I could trust was what was right within 12" of my face in the guise of colored pencils and beautiful smooth paper.  

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Even with working two jobs, and working out at least 10 hours a week and taking a class or two a semester at the local college I still managed to get in a couple of hours of drawing first thing in the morning.  Crazy I know.  Who would draw first thing in the morning?  I did, it was therapeutic.  It saved me in many ways while trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life.  

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Then the weight of the divorce and the constant reminder of it drove me back to my home town of Portland, Oregon where after working at a job for 6 months (where I was not getting paid nearly what I was worth) I saw and advertisement on the bus for working in construction and so I ended up becoming a Union Carpenter after going through the apprenticeship program.  

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Through it all was the drawings.  The many hours I put into the drawings seemed endless.  One I put in at least 400 hours worth of work into it because of all the layer upon layers.  Some pieces had layers up to 30 - 40 deep.  It was a technique I developed on my own never turning to books to teach me what to do, just the quiet of the early morning hours.  But I wanted to evolve with them and and after several years in the carpenters trade I realized that was not satisfying me either.  Then came the oil paintings and everything changed!

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