A fierce wind must have howled in off the plains the day Bill left us, trying in vain to fill the huge artistic vacuum he left behind. Oil painter, watercolorist, pastelist, etcher, sculptor......outstanding in all, Bill approached his craft with an intense dedication.
This pochade and painting, his own, sat on a stool at one end of a simple pine box. At the other end a charcoal portrait of him done by Scott Burdick.
A dozen years ago Bill told me, "Darrell, my advice for you is when you sit down play your guitar, and when you stand up, paint." I wish I had followed his advice more closely....
Thanks Bill.
And thank you Fran for sharing him.
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