The Americanbison is such stank of a beast that in some ways it looks and moves clumsily,but has something that no other animal has quite as much of momentum. You knowwhen and where a buffalo roams. They make an impact. You may not think theyrejust as pretty as a dear, but by God, nothing stops em!
So why is itso hard to imagine one in flight? Why should only light, dainty things getschance to wander through the heavens? Let ma tell you, if buffaloes could fly,no one would dare tell them where they could or couldnt do it. So maybe Imslow, maybe Im stubborn, maybe Im too bold.
I am a firmbeliever in democratic art, democratic art is the kind of Art in which anyonecan partake, whether your style is likes gossamer wing or like a chicken wingsmothered in hot sauce with a side of blue cheese dressing and celery. Your Art may not fly in Peoria, but that's okay. Itjust may require a leap of faith, but even if it looks like its onlyfree-fall, for a fleeting second we all can fly.
My work is part impressionistic- experimenting with color, part post-impressionistic- working rapidly and serendipitously, part expressionist- reacting to and interpreting what it is I paint. Suffering from the inertia of my own inexperience, fear, and maladroitness- but at the same time, dragged along by the momentum of my own compulsions, stubbornness and creativity. Like a bison, I may be slow starting and hard to steer, but don't try to stop me!
I am like thegrazing buffalo on the plains. You may, like sharp shooters, take aim and bringme to extinction. Or, you may glance for a moment and return to your businesslike settlers riding west on the trains. You may even spend a few momentsthinking of me as an awkwardly bold and primitive curiosity as perhaps the pioneers did. 

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