A yard sale and flea market junkie, he madly collects odd, forlorn, mysterious, lonesome, intriguing, usually weathered and tarnished things—things with a history. There are several hundred boxes and drawers now, brimming with ineptly catalogued artifacts. Nothing is safe or sacred—his entire studio/home and even his garden have become a large environmental assemblage.
He has been making “eccentric” clocks for several years, originally as gifts for friends. This seems a natural activity for someone obsessed with the passage of time. These unique time pieces are handcrafted one at a time. Their whimsical nature reflects his belief in the importance of play and childlike wonder in a world that is too often serious and too seemingly chaotic.