I began turning pens and bottle stoppers when I was 35 years old. It all started because I was looking for
an outlet to relax and let my mind wind down in the evenings before going to bed. However, it didn’t
take long before turning became an obsession. A few years later, my father, who is a talented carver, gave me my first two carving tools as a gift for Christmas. These tools
sat in a drawer for more than a year before I came across them again when I was cleaning my shop. I
decided to pick them up and see what I could make with them…My initial carving was of a mushroom,
which myself and neighbors thought looked more phallic than fungal in nature. I carved onward.
Two years later, here I am. I have found intrigue in facial structures and the different lines and planes that shape the face. I enjoy the challenge of studying and then carving the realistic features of the human face and particularly the faces of Native Americans. On moment of emotion as well as years of life experiences are frozen in time as I carve the wood into an expression that speaks loudly to the senses of sight and touch.