What happens when we stop listening to the birds sing?
What happens when we no longer put our hands in the cold earth?
What happens when we no longer wait for the exquisite snowflake on our windshields?
What happens when the complexity of a tree is no longer a source of awe?
What happens when the balance of nature is no longer our concern?
What happens when nature is no longer sacred
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About Me
- Gary
- I've taught at the Art Academy of Cincinnati for 30 years. My way to art was a bit out of the ordinary. BS, Tulane University in Mathematics and Chemistry, ready to start a dissertion in mathematics at U. of Notre Dame. Dropped out to teach at a small college in E.Kentucky. Then BS in fine art from U. of New Orleans and MFA, Drawing, U. of Cincinnati. So the study of art is less the basis of my art-making than a solid liberal arts approach to the world.
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