A day, a week, a decade of evolutionary madness... Good art comes from good vibes. So, influences in life influence my art... I'm on a mission. To grow my art, by growing my life experience. And that takes two, at least... I need a muse, a new source of inspiration, some excitement, some "new blood" to build a new fire. I don't really care about being "popular," I care about being happy. I'm not a genius, I'm just a modern artist, suffering the world right along with everyone else. I blend right in. I'm a middle-aged guy, with more than a litle world travel, who records and chronicles the world, one canvas at a time. I guess I'm the "poet of the lost!" heh-heh! I hope that someday my art will be considered too valuable to be put out by the curb. And I'd like to be thought of as an "original," a guy who lived and painted worthy of gratitude and respect. I'm single, and nice. Not nicely single, being single leaves you feeling as incomplete as a blank canvas defying you to define it. I read, write and thirst for experience and growth. And, if that means a little pleasure along the way, well... not all art has to come from suffering! I'm looking for kindred spirits... cohorts... partners in crime. If your'e here, you're either a glutton for punishment, or you're bold, you know what you want, and you're not afraid to reach out and grab it. You hunger for life, and you're not caught up in celebrity, you're caught up in passion, and a zeal for life that carries you past most people. You're not a felon, but you understand conspiracy. You're not a patient, but you understand thinking out of the box, abstract thought. You're attractive in ways that count, at the end of the day, you like who you are, and who you see in the mirror... You're open-minded, and looking for new experiences to broaden your horizons... Life is about opportunity. Here's one. Ready?