In 2015 we were moving from Lewistown Montana to Billings. We were doing so in a market much like today, where there are more buyers than...

The weeks leading up to Christmas for me are hard, it's been almost three years since Cindy passed, and Christmas was her holiday. I feel...

Interior spaces are challenging. When I sat down to sketch this view from inside the Billings Public Library Saturday, I felt so ready to...

This past weekend was the Montana Artrepreneur Program (MAP) third weekend training session, and during each day's workshop the attending...

There is an old story. Guy pulls into a gas station and asks the attendant, “I’m headed down the road to Scranton, moving there with my...

Prince of Peace A month or so ago I was visiting Milwaukee, and felt compelled to drive by our old family Church. Not sure why, but it...

I have a tendency to wake up in the middle of the night, I mean wake up hard. It used to frustrate me, even anger me; but I’ve sort of...

This past January I was downtown Billings sketching with some friends. It was fifty degrees, a heat wave for Billings in January, but it...

Rivers When we lived in Lewistown, we would make the trek to Great Falls every few weeks to stock up on groceries. In Montana it is not...

So, I was talking to a fellow a few weeks ago and he was boasting about his accomplishments at work. The next day I felt down, and it...

This picture was a false start. I started laying lines on the paper to outline this Church I was sketching in Billings, and it quickly...

I woke this morning early, slightly overwhelmed. Over the last year, in my retirement, I've gotten involved in a lot of different things,...

At Church the Pastor does a “prayers and concerns” interaction with the congregation during the service. This past Sunday one of the...

Lately I have been thinking about ladders. I just came back from a week in New Mexico, where we were hiking alongside some old Pueblo...

Almost two years after the loss of my wife Cindy, someone recently commented on how well I was doing. It made me feel good. And at the...

When I was younger I thought I knew so much. I thought my views and opinions were correct. I was convinced I knew the answers. And as...

There is a story about how my dad left Butternut Wisconsin and found his way to Milwaukee, the gist of it was that he got run out of town...

Life is like a boat ride across the great lake from Wisconsin to Michigan. The curve of the earth is such that you cannot see the...

Six Hours with Dad It was some years ago, as Cindy and I were preparing for a move, that I found an old plastic tub full of family...