Looking up….


The power of art came to me early.

I was a boy of 4 or 5 sitting at the breakfast table in my grandparents home looking at Gilbert Neumann’s cowboys. Strange stirrings flowed thru my young soul.

“SILENCE OF THE DAY” by Gilbert Neumann 1932

24″ x 34″  oil on canvas

I would live that painting years later on our ranch in the Hill Country.

It was at the ranch I decided to paint.

As a young boy I began to love the limestone bluffs, and the clear water that ran beneath them. I loved the sounds and smells of the river.

I wanted to know what lived in them, what flew over them, what grew on their banks, how  it looked in all seasons and how it looked in moonlight….