“Through art mysterious bonds of understanding and of knowledge are established among men. They are the bonds of a great Brotherhood. Those who are of the Brotherhood know each other, and time and space cannot separate them.” Robert Henri
When I see a Rembrandt I see a brother, when I see an Okeefe, I see a sister…even though I have not met them personally I feel a kindred spirit among artists. I met Clive Miller, an English artist in Nashville in 1982 when he had an exhibit at a local gallery there. We became friends instantly and he even visited me in my hometown of Medina New York once. When I saw the opportunity to visit Holland I jumped at the chance to visit my brother once again. He was glad to see me. He gave me the key to the gallery, a bike to drive so I had a place to sleep and do art work for a week. And I did produce. While there Clive found an old pic of us and my friends Steve Pipes and Ita in Tootsie’s Orchid Lounge, downtown Nashville. The pic was taken by Nashville photographer Kats.