After losing both of my folks in August and September 2014, I couldn’t do any painting at all for months. I was numb from the loss of these lifelong sweethearts married for 72 years. I was struggling, trying to find a way to go forward after losing my sweet mom and Walt, my mentor and best friend. In the spring of 2015, my son Kevin and I decided we had to make a trip to the Big Bend. I know my folks would have approved – life is meant to be lived to the fullest.
The result from this trip and a second trip to the Big Bend and a trip to the Guadalupe Mountains in 2016, is a series of west Texas paintings. We did a lot of hiking. I learned a lot about geology from Kevin and watched him study the formations and the rocks. We found something we both liked to do. This is when we became close friends and not just father and son. I was looking for God. I’m one who has to see. Divine Appointment is a spiritually important painting for me. Like some Old Testament prophet, I knew I had to climb a mountain. I did see God at the top and felt his presence – but it became clear to me that it is the journey up and then down that is what is truly divine. I can see God in each of these paintings. I like to think he had a hand in all of them.