Scratching the surface or diving into the reflecting pond is a dizzying experience that can
only be justified in hindsight. I know that this inner work and searching helped me to understand
my father, the people in my life, as well as myself. The years of self-absorption were painful as
well as pedantic, and boring, but in the end I did find the answers. I offer the images of the
answers here because I have found that some of them are universal and may fit some of your
questions. Every portrait is a self-portrait as far as I am concerned. My wife and I are already
starting to look alike. In a portrait I see so many levels. The portrait may start as an ancient
warrior, but I will face my father or mother or myself for all the hours in front of the paper. The
true image emerges as the self possessing of the many selves that have crossed my mind as I
daydreamed while making my art.
All at Sea Text
Toaster Face Text
In the Swim Text
