I remember my mom had a big collection of copies of Saturday Evening Post magazines, and that was really my introduction to those great illustrators.

People who put my paintings on their walls are putting their values on their walls: faith, family, home, a simpler way of living, the beauty of nature, quiet, tranquillity, peace, joy, hope. They beckon you into this world that provides an alternative to your nightly news broadcast.

It's when I let myself get little that I tumble head over heels into joy.

My paintings always feature trails that dissolve into mysterious areas, patches of light that lead the eye around corners, pathways, open gates, etc.

High culture is paranoid about sentiment. But human beings are intensely sentimental.

Each of us is a small part of God's plan. I'm a small part. I create paintings that are being used by God.

Cherish the people who make up your home, and you'll notice the hearth fires burn brighter than ever before.