I was born in 1953 in Woodward, OK and raised in Portales NM. I attended Brooks Institute in Santa Barbara CA in the mid-70s, studying photography. Between 1977 and 1982 I worked as a freelance photographer in San Francisco, Dallas, Albuquerque and Santa Fe where I married my wife Holly and gained a family, two little girls I adored.

In 1983 we (and our cat) moved to NYC, settling into a fifth-floor walkup in the West Village. I worked as an advertising photographer for several well-known luxury-oriented firms. From 1985-90 I set up the top-floor advertising/catalog photography studio at Tiffany & Co.’s flagship Fifth Avenue building, and worked as Senior Photographer for five years.

Following a 22-year photography career in NYC, I moved back to Santa Fe with my wife in 2006. After a few years of craziness launching startups (Bunjii Design in the city., High Desert Properties, Santa Fe Dreambook and Honey P. Nutty in Santa Fe) I realized that whether through photography or other means I am an artist first and foremost and should stay that way. With help from artist friends I began to teach myself to paint in 2013 and quickly saw painting as an ideal means to express my feelings. To date most of my paintings have been an admittedly harsh comment on our species and its harmful effect on the planet and other life.

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Several of my paintings were on display in the group show OUTRAGE at City of Mud Gallery in Santa Fe, which ran during July and August of 2018.


Two works from my series MANIFESTO were included in the group show AXLE INDOORS AT PETERS PROJECTS in 2015.

In the second half of 2018 I began to move into abstract expressionism. This move does not mean that my opinion of our crazy species has changed, just that I’m viewing the whole human thing with more of a sense of humor and wonder (as opposed to horror) and acknowledging that our ingenious and interesting species may yet have a realization, come around and give each other and the life on our planet a break. We may take a journey to Tel Megiddo (a real place in northern Israel also known as Armageddon) or we may clean the place up, be seen as worthy, and take a journey to Antares – without even needing a spaceship. Or maybe not. Also it means that the abstract makes as much, or more, sense to me than the real world. And we take ourselves way too seriously.

We arose in the blink of a planetary eye and will be gone in the same. The geologic clock will roll and it will be as if we were never here. Almost.

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