There's an autobiography of a Coptic mystic titled "My life preceding 5000 burials."  How can you a beat a title like that?  My own story would be called "My life preceding 5000 pencils" which would include some of the following.



I've always been what would probably now be termed an art nerd.  During the height of the Space Age excitement of the '60's I was also a space nerd.  Enjoyments outside of nerdom included growing up in southwestern Michigan with access to the Great Lakes and camping most summers in Ontario.  Maybe discipline of parochial school prepared many of us for the discipline and uniforms of the military.






I enlisted in the Air Force and received Russian language training and a tour in West Berlin -- the kind of education money can't buy!  The GI Bill allowed me to finance studies at Massachusetts College of Art where my concentration was illustration.  Later, I was fortunate enough to get more training at the  Art Students League in New York City.


Learning the craft of painting instills and enriches our sense of wonder and magic.  We bring to painting our inspiration and perspiration and let future generations decide its merit. Thanks for your appreciation and interest in the survival of magic and mystery, two forces that keep the arts alive.



       --RT
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