Determined to earn a living as an artist, I moved from California to New York City in 1976. While attending grad school at Pratt Institute, I gradually adapted to living on the upper Eastside in a tiny railroad apartment.

My design studio originated on Madison avenue in a shared space ad agency (closet-sized) weeks after receiving a masters in fine arts. Driven by meager funds, fierce naïveté, and the will to survive, cold calls were made. Surprisingly publishing companies began to call. Before the computer, I taught myself through trial and mostly error, how to set typography by using transfer letters, reading books and magazines, taking classes, and joining design clubs.

My fascination with design begins with my interest in art and design history. Walking through galleries, libraries or museums to dialog with my favorite artists, some living many dead, amuses me. Above all graphic design and art education earns my living and painting is my passion: watercolor, oil and now mostly computer. Review the pictorial language that defines me as a human being and respectfully allows me to contribute a few words to a life-long art conversation.