Carroll, Enriching Lives with a Paintbrush™

"I never went to RISD or SAIC, or an art school.

Yet, I'm an American contemporary artist.

"I began drawing meticulously as a 4½ y/o when my older sister perished in 1955 on Rebel Hill in Conshohocken, rural Philadelphia, PA. Pain is easy to portray. Watercolor helped me work through it in a tempest of compositions. This Philly boy's personal story is reserved for the right storyteller.

I see what others do not see. My best friend matriculated with M.I.T. (Optical Physics) at age ten. A Yale MFA (Art History), who was a Yale museum curator, called me 'Genius' and 'Tiger' with a higher IQ than her 160. Picasso was 175.

"I stayed focused through multiple rejections

as did Picasso and Vincent van Gogh!!!

You Never Know What Might Happen

"A DFW businessman told me,

'This [Carroll] will hang between my 2 Picassos and a Chagall on my ranch.'  ".

"My older sister's name was Helen, and it was a Brazilian heiress named Helena who arranged

for me to learn from Paco Alcaraz in Spain.

"I loved poking around our woodland stream,

canoeing the Pine Barrens, Boundary Waters, birding, running Valley Forge NP, cycling inland Maine, backpacking the Appalachian Trail and running Yosemite, ... Track and road bicycle racing up and down the East Coast".

"I was a Principal Investigator at The Academy of Natural Sciences (Pre-dated the Smithsonian and the Franklin Institute). I was dazzled by the busloads of kids buzzing our exhibits and Moore art students drawing our panoramas. I left the Academy wanting to help people to love themselves and as a result take better care of our environment.

"I'll never forget the experience of visiting Dr. Barnes home and witnessing his cherry-picked collection. I love Homer's, Marin's, John Singer Sargent's, Audubon's, O'Keeffe's, Rockwell's, Hopper's Cape Cod watercolors and Jackson Pollack's drip oil paintings.

"My favorite painter, Vincent van Gogh -

I still have both ears"!

 Vincent Van Gogh Visits the Gallery | Vincent and the Doctor | Doctor Who

"You wouldn't believe the story of how I learned to paint clouds! So too, the big dog story, the sunflowers, be an artist in life, and roped in from above. Art and field photography taught me to see.

We dined at a nice Cedar Springs restaurant. I showed Alcaraz my Purple Thistles. 'Come to Spain and I'll teach you to do what I do.'  I was the first person ever allowed into his atelier.

"The art on your walls shapes your empathy, creativity and critical seeing. You transform traditionally and holistically. Art, science and nature can and do coexist.

"I petted a panther, a nesting dove and

angry dogs. I feel like Monty Roberts, Buck Brannaman, and St. Francis of Assisi!

"I give back to my community.

At about 3 y/o I began collecting pennies,

nickels and dimes to help support two children orphaned when their doctor parents perished

in a private plane crash. The habit began.

I made 5,000 S/N lithographs of 4 Prismacolor drawings of beautiful north Arkansas and gifted them to DFW hospital patients. Dr. Ron J. Anderson told me he envisioned my drawings

in every public hospital nationwide. Phew!

"It is not what you gather in life,

it's what you scatter in life that tells

the kind of life you have lived".

- Helen Walton

"I was named in homage to our Carroll County next door neighbor, a signer of the Declaration of Independence (1776) - We sailed into Maryland on the Lydia from Burgundy, France -

Our patriarch boarded the tall ship as Burgund and disembarked as Burgoon.

One son enlisted under Gen. Washington.

Washington encamped on Rebel Hill (Where we lived. When I was six, I used to have a catch on our driveway with my dad. I learned to ride a bicycle across the road in Calvary Cemetery when I was 7 y/o.) on his frigid march to overwinter at Valley Forge".