My fourth grade teacher Mrs. Hoffman gave me my first big
break as an artist. She seemed to be the first person who recognized that for
me, learning was a more of a visual activity. The assignment immediately
fascinated me; I was asked to create a visual timeline of American history from
1776 to 1978. And so began my love affair with history, as well as my obsession
with finding new ways to express my passion for the past through art.
I went into business for myself fifteen years ago with only
one real goal; to redefine the role of the artist in the world of Interior
Design & Decorating. And with countless residential & commercial
projects under my belt, as well as thousands of studio hours in the trenches of
the creative process…I’ve pretty much seen it all. My professional experiences
have seen me play the role of an artist, contractor, construction manager,
retailer, and design professional. And as good as I’ve convinced myself that I
am, I’ve been lucky. And I’ve been very fortunate to have had plenty of
“artistic angels”, whose collective wings have allowed me to fly.
My business, Refined Rustic, by most standards should be the
culmination of my professional experiences. And I guess in some ways it is, but
to me it’s much more than a list of what projects I’ve worked on, the knowledge
I’ve acquired, or the products and services I provide. No, for me…the
artist…business is personal. And Refined Rustic continues to represent my
incredibly challenging and yet amazing creative journey.
In this blog, like the search for interesting found objects,
you just never know what you’re going to find…or where the search may lead. And
in a world where everyone is positioning themselves as an expert on how
something should be done…I’d like to focus on what I call “the why”. No doubt, from
one entry to the next…tangents will not be in short supply. And you can bet
we’ll talk a little faith, family, freedom and failure…along with a healthy
dose of why the creative process is one of sweet redemption. They say you learn
more from failure than success. I can vouch for that, and it’s only when the
blank canvas begins to resemble more of a clean slate that you’re no longer
intimidated or afraid…you feel the courage grow, and it becomes exciting to
realize that anything may just be possible. So come with me…and Get Lost in
Found. And revel in the undeniable fact that something can be both new and
old…refined or rustic, depending on your perspective.
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