In later years, it continued to store hay. Since his retirement, it is merely a landmark, slowly going into a state of looking more ancient and is a topic to paint. IPC in Hale Michigan

The fiddle players all build their instruments; artists in their own right. From this memory I put together a piece, hoping to deepict the fun and vibrant life in the music that has an ardent following throughout the world. IPC in Antioch California

Here, on the "sea of grass", in the midwestern United States, these three Blackfoot scouts are seeking buffalo. The old scout has spotted a herd on the horizon. The young brave on the larger, faster horse, will ride back to the encamped hunting party who await word from these scouts...that they have found their quarry. The elder and other scout on the smaller ponies, have blankets and food, and will stay behind and camp. They will signal by smoke, of their location the next day. If the herd moves, they will follow at a safe distance to insure a good hunt for their staple commodity. They will have meat, hide for clothes and shelter, saddle leather and blankets, sinew for rope and twine, bone for needles, scrapers, and tools, and even the horns will be used to keep items dry and safe. Life of the plains Indians depended on this animal to survive. The advent of the railroad moving West, and the decimation of buffalo, led to the eventual demise of these indigenous peoples.

Having been raised in Chandler, Arizona, adjacent to the Gila River Indian Reservation, my best friend was a Pima Indian boy named Emmett White. Emmett in now retired and still resides at Sacaton on the Reservation. My attraction to this topic was largely guided by these wonderful people who always treated me as one of them...an honor and priviledge on my part. This, coupled with my fascination for the old west as it was, makes painting in this theme a true joy. IPC in California