Gary has several university art and photography degrees, lives in an ordinary suburb with his middle-class family, works from his simple home studio, and drinks room-temperature tap water with meals.

After an unexpected encounter with Good St. Pixel, (the Patron Saint of the Digital Age) the direction of Gary's life changed.  The revelation occured at a yearly workshop of photographers who had assembled to hone skills of Sales, Marketing, and Automation -- Good St. Pixel's constant antagonists.  It was here Gary was reborn.

Within a short time, a grateful Gary was able to retire from his teaching job, close his portrait photography studio, and return to the more hand-crafted, clothing-staining art activities of his youth.  The increasing demands of a conventional, mass-produced, and commercialized aesthetic which by necessity is a part of the business art fields made Gary feel secondary in the creative art process and sent him searching for aesthetic fulfillment elsewhere. 

Now, as coordinated by The Voices, Gary cloisters within his studio to transcribe what used to be camera shutter and computer mouse clicks into one-of-a-kind images of textures, shapes, and colors.  Freed from commercial production pressures, Gary slowly translates his visions into itsy-bitsy, teeny-tiny, itty-bitty little repetitive parts and shapes that are each cut, glued, painted, printed or drawn by his own very human hand.