In May of 1991, I began my Artist in Residency at Yosemite National Park. In exchange of a painting, representative of my stay, and a lecture, I was given use of a cabin in the Southern end of the Park. This was an amazing credit given to me. Yosemite is an awe inspiring landscape steeped in history and art history. I had a place to stay and a park staff eager to help, direct, inform and protect me. I kept pinching myself. My work would be housed with that of Ansel Adams, Albert Bierstadt, the largest trout caught in the Merced, and the biggest pinecone in the world. Oh yea, I loved every minute of it.