My dog died and bios escape me.
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runningwild, I draw and paint what comes through me. For example; I visited and worked in Tanzania for a very short time. But during that time I made alot of friends. One friend in particular, a pastor, and his wife who operate Irente Rainbow School for the disabled. As I started to draw the faces of the people I met...I learned to my dismay, that Pastor Kabanga had been murdered by highway robbers. Another example is that I wanted to paint a series based on my son who has cerebral palsy. The photos I took were found by the care giver and reported and I was investtgated for shooting pictures of my son's body which is severly affected by CP. I had the intention of finding the strongest lines in the shapes and creating a series of bold brush strokes, not unlike some Japanese work. For 3 years I would read the newspaper, and start a drawing, then go to church and finish the drawing based on the sermon.I have lived in the ghetto of Windhoek Namibia, and found the people to be happy, friendly and without need. With all of that, plus my trip to ElSalvador where I stood on the ground the the remains of the residents of 3 entire villages are buried after being shot by government troops sponsored by my country, I simply let what comes through me happen. My wife is divorcing me because of the same reason. I paint sad things and they do no sell. I am trying to paint a horse at this moment, and it is a horrible struggle. One of my friends has returned from Haiti, where he grew up. I am going to paint a portrait of him. Hopefully his vibes may change me. I am so very thankful for your comment. It is a serious deeply felt thank you. I am approaching 63 years old, and plan to buy a flat in Namibia, and paint the beautiful landscapes. They are so beautiful that one may find it hard to paint them if for staring endlessly at the barrage of color I have never seen together. I looked at one of your books before writing this; the question you ask me is fitting compared to the width, depth and atmosphere of your work. Perhaps I am myopic. Perhaps I will change when I move to Namibia next year. Or not. But, I am flattered that you took the time to view the stuff I did. I use the books mainly as a means to show gallery owners my work. Your books tell wonderful stories. I envy you.
you can draw and paint so why do you paint such sad things?