As I mentioned elsewhere, I am not a formally-trained artist. I even have trouble when someone addresses me as an artist, as I do have great respect for those who excel at their craft. I regard what I do as exactly that: a craft. I do it for fun and I hope that folks like it and that it pays for itself.

My father gets a lot more credit for all this than he would admit. He's gone now, but for many years, he ran a heating and air conditioning business and a sign shop. So in and around all that, he had tools and encouraged me to use them. Tin shears and scrap heating duct, tubing cutters and scrap tubing, eventually the use of the soldering torch and the power tools. It all interested me enough to take technology and engineering courses all through high school and college. Welding and brazing, drafting and design, fun stuff.

But not much art. What I do for a living is engineering. I've worked on satellites, telephone switches, computer networks, and a bunch of  other things, all creative in their own rite, but not really artistic. A few years ago, the artistic part of my brain started to scream for attention. And thus we have The Artist At Work:

Brazing...                                                                                    Trimming.

My booth. Indoors. At Ocean City, MD.

Last modified: 04/05/07