Two years after college I had a one man show with 14 paintings in New York City at the 55 Mercer Gallery in Soho. It was well received in Art News with a decent review by Peter Frank. I was somewhat upset that another artist in a different gallery showing just a television set with Christmas tree lights got a larger review. Anyway full of piss and moan I left for greener pastures and new experiences. To make ends meet I got a job as an oil and gas land map drafter in Midland Texas and later on I sold ad space for a small publication in Boulder Colorado. Living in these parts led me to realism as a means to get by. In Texas I sold a painting of an oil rig to a gallery and in Boulder I did sketch portraits on the Pearl Street mall. Eventually my cousin who lives in France invited me for a stay. I was a street painter in Lyon and then in Poitiers making paintings surrounding avenues while strollers walked by. I went to Switzerland from France so I could leave the country and re-enter with a renewed visa and took some artwork along with me. I was able to sell a drawing to a gallery in Geneva. Finally I returned to the US and landed in Vermont where my middle brother lives. Since my return to the states in 2004 I've been making art full time.