The locomotive of my art is Leonardo Da Vinci who created Mona Lisa, Vitruvian Man, designed urban fortifications and made human beings wings.

Marcel Duchamp laid new track when he moustached Mona.

René Magritte conducted a train through a fireplace and punched my ticket to oneiric art.

Jackson Pollock’s Mural is the magic smoke coming from my locomotive’s smoke stack.

As a child, I adopted the Little Engine’s mantra.

My mother was a cabaret singer from whom I was from separated early, and whose account of her life as an artist (when I tracked her down) allowed me to accept my artist self. 

I was Lynn Qiunn’s papoose. She pulls my caboose. This website is dedicated to her.

Carlisle, Pennsylvania Studio 2022