September 1989 I moved to Albuquerque. The whole story is an adventure in itself. Lost everything I owned on the road. Landed here a stranger in a strange land. I had no job, didn't know anyone, had never been here. Those are a strange 4 years. Great fun and great tragedy. Buy me a cup of coffee sometime, at Java Joe's or Michael Thomas, I'll tell you the stories. I don't own any paintings from this period, I know where some of them are. Some where stolen, others lost, some sold, many given away.  If you see them anywhere let me know, I'd like to see them again.