City of Hollow Souls
- Out of 13.5 billion years in which the universe has been in existence (the sum total of time and space), we get precious little of it to spend inside of what was created, awake and aware, and capable of living and loving one another. The City of Hollow Souls is an examination of my own early life in a city destroyed by war and by the insanity of the Nazi regime. The containers of life, houses, and human bodies have been emptied of their content. The two in the reliquary are my own family who died even though hostilities had ended. The monk who is transformed into a bird is myself, who somehow survived that horror and indeed thrived as a result.
- In the time given to me, I've chosen to create paintings, drawings, and other works of art mainly because that is my gift. I do it well, but it has no meaning if it isn't shared with those who live in the same world that has been my physical home for over six decades, so brief a candle we are. I would gladly give all my work to those who respond to it if it wasn't for the need to feed, clothe, and house myself and my family.
- Almost everything is for sale. There are a few pieces that have great meaning to us. Those will always remain in our home. The rest I would gladly share with you, either in their original form or as signed prints of the originals.
The man in this picture was born in post-war Germany in 1949. After living in the rubble of a city destroyed by a terrible war, he came to the USA in 1955.
But my aesthetic heritage is somewhat different. Franz von Stuck taught Josef Albers, who taught Vincent Mariani, who taught me. I can't avoid the influence of those great men and am indebted to them for all that I've become.
But my aesthetic heritage is somewhat different. Franz von Stuck taught Josef Albers, who taught Vincent Mariani, who taught me. I can't avoid the influence of those great men and am indebted to them for all that I've become.