Bienchen

So my friend Jay and I have hit the road with cameras in hand in search of the weird, wild, and forgotten prairies of rural North Dakota.  We went out last Sunday determined to reach Strausburg.. home of the infamous "wunnerful wunnerful" Lawrence Welk.  Unfortunately we didn't end up there until nightfall but we did find some curiosities along the way. We rumbled through some sparsely populated towns mini churches, and misleading road signs.  We did happen upon a ghost town which was completely deserted and overgrown.  We were greeted by looming brick grain elevators which itself is a rarity to me.. the only elevators I've ever come across

I just submitted a few pieces to the NDAGA in hopes of being considered for a traveling show... this is my most recent artist statement... I have spent my whole life in North Dakota raised by a staunch North Dakotan grandfather and my German grandmother. I was an only child living in the country so I developed quite the imagination.  We would often get company from Germany and it was custom to take them to various historic sites across the state (they were fascinated with the idea of cowboys) thus I became well versed in North Dakota history. My grandfather went so far as to make me a sod house in our backyard; which had unfortunately blown

I've gotten an offer that I don't know if I can refuse... My dad offered me a chance to live on a farm that he owns Southeast of Jamestown in no man's land.  It's a three bedroom house where I would have more deer and waterfowl as neighbors than people.  He would live with me every weekend and for a while during the winter months... I would live practically rent free and I could go back to school at either JC or VCSU.. I mean being cut off from civilization what else should I do but art and homework?   It's kind of funny because it's what I wanted later in life, and now I have the chance to have my little house on the prairie.  I think I'll