Near Cushing, Maine 9x12

Near Cushing, Maine 9x12

Shortly after moving to Boothbay Harbor, while looking for something to paint I had unknowingly walked through someone's backyard. A man ran off his porch yelling, "How did you do that?" I had walked right by his vicious guard dog who didn't even know I was there.

On Location in Guadeloupe

On Location in Guadeloupe

Painting the West

Painting the West

I sought out a Shaman here in Maine in order to explain these experiences. I located one nearby, a Ph.D. who had taught at Harvard, but had also studied with a shaman in Mexico for over two years. He explained that my experience was not unusual, especially within cultures that lived close to nature. I had been so attached to what I was painting I was vibrating at the same rate as the natural world so that I was looked upon by animals as part of that world, no differently than a tree whose branches were blowing in the wind — truly moments of high functioning, more that ordinary moments of existence.