I don't know when I saw Erika Stearly's raw and unapologetic interiors for the first time. I think it may have been at the Goggleworks in Reading, PA. Some...

A year ago, almost to the day, a phone call crumbled my family's world as we knew it and we've spent the last twelve months slowly healing, rebuilding and fi...

Every once in awhile, it's the newspaper underlayer that inspires the painting, and that is exactly what happened with City of Dreams.  Ironically, it was ex...

One of the questions I am asked most about my work is how do I decide what to paint. My love of industry and gritty cityscapes goes back to my roots in Roch...

There are few better ways that I can think of in life to make yourself feel surrounded by people that get you than to surround yourself with original art tha...

Standing at the bottom of Powell Street in San Francisco has a forceful way of making you feel alive.  The electricity of the trolly cars combined with the c...

One year ago, almost to the day, a lovely man named Mark asked me to paint a portrait of his family for a family Christmas gift. My knee-jerk reaction prope...

I often am asked how I create my murals. How do you get perspective being so close to the building, I’m asked? I’m going to get to that in a bit, but first ...