Classic biography :

Born in Massachusetts in 1955. After completing studies in philosophy (aesthetics and metaphysics), he came to Europe where he completed studies at the Künstakademie in Vienna. He has painted throughout the world, improvising his atelier in the worker hotels of Istanbul and Prague, in Scottish farms and Bangkok high-rises. Private studies with the painter Zao Wou Ki, long discussions with the painter Sam Francis, and twenty years of walk in the city of light are major influences.
The French Cultural Ministry has given him a lifetime studio in the heart of Paris, a few metro stops from the 'Ile de la Cité' and Notre-Dame. His implantation in France puts him in contract with writers, painters, actors and musicians from both France and all around the world. His life and work have been the subject of a documentary film for the French Centre National de Recherche Scientifique. He has lived and work in Paris since 1982.

Informal biography:

Biographical informations that, although not format-worthy, may have a pertinence to my work and to your perception and appreciation:

1. Strange jobs: night watchman at the Gardiner Museum, Boston (Rembrandt and Vermeer studies by flashlight !), taxi driver on a single-road island, piano player in bars all around the world.

2. Best advice: ' Il faut que vous vous perdiez ' (You must get more lost), Zao Wou Ki (or maybe he just meant 'Get lost'), and 'Breadth not depth' from Sam Francis who always seemed worried about me going off the deep end.

3. Travels: 24 countries in 3 continents, lots of planes and trains, many shows, a few master classes and a couple of memorable hotels, but also more than 50,000 kilometers of hitch-hiking, some of it above the Arctic Circle. I've slept outdoors with nothing between me and the stars nearly everywhere.

4. Best deal ever made: traded the full packet of my life model drawings in Vienna for a train ticket to Paris. Retrospectively, it's clear that the drawings where downright poor and that the trip has been really good.

5. Greatest gift ever received: empty math pads my dad would take home on friday after his week as a math teacher. They enabled me to do drawings for years without counting.