CROSSROADS IN TIME blends my love of visual art and history. 

 If you would only
take a moment and
think about who or what walked the
very terrain that you and I traverse every
day.  Maybe when you walk across your
yard, you are treading the same area 
that an American Indian at one time used
to scout for prey; or a logger trudged
through in the dark trying to find his camp.
Possibly in the late 1800s, there were
children playing 'tag' on your lawn.
LOOK AT THEM.  Dressed in period clothing,
maybe playing marbles in what you now
call your driveway.  You were not the first
inhabitant of this place you call home.

How can you drive past a tree that has 
lived 100 years, and not wondered what
moments in history it has witnessed?
Have you ever driven down a road, and
seeing an old abandoned house,
wondered about the family that used to
live there?  The next time you go down any
Main Street, look at the buildings.  Those
incredible two and three story brick buildings.
Many are empty now; just think of the history
there.  

Check out the next old one-room schoolhouse that you see slowly surrendering its' very existence to nature's
elements.  Do you see the slide and the
maypole in the yard?  Can't you just 
imagine the children playing there?  I do
This is my obsession.