The Art of Making
The concept of making found me at an early age, but not in the way you might think. I was the only boy in a family of four. My mother and father divorced early in their marriage, so I was the man of the house. One day, when I was about 8 or 9, my mom told me the lawn mower was not working and asked me to look at it. She asked me to see if I knew what was wrong. I took it apart, found something I thought was not right, and told her about it. I had found the problem.
A few months later my mom mentioned that the vacuum cleaner was not working. She again asked me to look at it and see if I could fix it. I dismantled it, found the problem, and with a little guidance from my Mom, I fixed it. I eventually moved on to cars and realized that working with my hands was fun. Over time I realized my ability to understand the concept of mechanical design, and with each new endeavor the art of conceptual design became more familiar.
In my early 20's, I met a man named Gene Wulff, a tall, soft spoken man of German descent. He was a thinker, maker, designer, and general contractor all rolled up into one. Gene eventually became my mentor and close friend, teaching me the art of making, and working with my hands. It was through his guidance that I began a lifelong relationship with the "world of making" that would take me in many directions, and inspire me to create with a wide variety materials and different mediums.