One we discover how to appreciate the timeless values in our daily experiences, we can enjoy the best things in life.

Just then the lady of the house came walking in and saw me with my pants down, wrapped around my ankles, as if I was posing half naked. I stood there in shock, just as surprised and shocked as she was. I said, 'Oh my, excuse me.' I couldn't do anything. I had the paint can in one hand and the paintbrush in the other. I then turned around, put my brush and can down and pulled my pants up. It was the funniest thing. Luckily I had my underwear on.

I didn't sell a lot of my paintings, but I've done hundreds that I never took good records or photos of.. I lost them all to the fire.

I love the Biblical subjects and the Italian art. My favorite artist I can say is Michelangelo. He was an unbelievable artist. He could handle any kind of statue made from stone and paint anything anywhere, like he did at the Sistine Chapel in Rome. It probably is the greatest artwork ever done.

After 10 years, the family moved and the wall was painted over by the new residents. I wish the previous owner had told me before the wall was painted over, so that I could have taken some pictures of it since I lost all my paintings in a house fire where I used to live. I now only have paintings from recent years, which isn't too many.

Franz was the artist who taught us charcoal drawing, which was done with a burned coal stick. He was a darn good painter and painted most of the Quaker Meeting Houses in our area. He was a great teacher.