The Hill That Grew, 1974, my first grade teacher Mrs. Bryant allowed me to answer grammar assignments with drawings.
All children draw.
The desire to tell stories and communicate to others is woven deeply in us, much like breathing. Artists are those who never stopped telling stories.
Consumed with other issues this month, I open the window on some of the early steps in my pathway that got me to where I am now.
Axe Beak, 1981, one of my methods in learning was to trace other drawings and then modify the narrative.
Dungeons & Dragons Maps, 1982, that graph paper was hand drawn with a blue BIC ballpoint pen, 1/4″ squares.
What Do the X-Men Do All Day? or Busy, Busy Town, 1985, my epic inked image from high school senior year.
Assault on Helm’s Deep, 1985, the other epic from high school where I buried my fear of mass figure compositions.
Prisoner, first formal art project – up until this class, I had only drawn as a hobby/fan with no formal classes or training, 1987
Graphite photo-real drawings, 1987-88. Spun out of that first drawing class…Again, again! Again, Again!
Annunciation, 1992, my first painting where I hired a professional figure model to pose, knowing it would make the painting better.
Daniel to Donato —
what happened there?
awesome:) all these drawing are reminding me of my own childhood and the drawings a was doing. I need to find out where mine are now. 🙂
Thank you for sharing some of your earliest work. It’s wonderful to see the development, and it’s inspiring to others. I think the “Dragon Hunter, 1991” is a concept that should be revisited! 🙂
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