joseph engraver
Elite Cafe Member
I am at heart a gun engraver; however my natural instinct is to explore other means of self expression which could bring extra income. I admire courageous and inventive minds and hope to encourage them.
I live a reclusive life style since retired here on this tropical beach, haven’t read a newspaper in close to four years’. My TV entertaining consists of one hour daily of the Simpson’s as my Spanish lesson and a soccer game if recommended by Maximiliano.
Life at seventy is not to be wasted.
I am to have a showing of my works along with a book signing at the Buffalo Bill Historical Center and Firearms Museum, where my tools, drawings, molds, prints, sculptures, engravings, notebooks and other things are now available to public viewing. This fact I am very proud of.
How was this accomplished? With the best schooling possible for engraving; with almost two years of my life without earned income, and with a deep study of art and total dedication to my work. This is the simple answer my friends. I believed in me. I hustled my ass off. I put thousands of miles on my car. I stopped at every gun shop I encountered. I stuck my work in anyone face that showed even the slightest interest, and I pushed at every given opportunity. I never delivered work late. I always did my best within the limits of the moneys received for my labors and never asked a client extra for unanticipated charges. I never allowed a backlog of work to pile up in my studio. My standard answer was, “I have your number I will give you a ring when I’m ready.†and I kept my word.
I mentioned that I am now painting and had no idea of what was considered proper technique, or what I was doing.
My wife Franca has already given her opinion, “I don’t understand what it means, but I like the colors dear.â€
I have shown it to Ace my dog but he doesn’t seem to give a damn. My best friend here is Max el Moreno Capitan of my charter boat; he lives by the lagoon with four women and several kids; speaks no English. I’ve shown it to him, he likes it, but I am not as confident with his opinion on art as I am with his abilities to find big game fish.
Thanks to the internet and the Engravers Café I feel as if I have made friends with perfect stranger’s worlds away and need a general opinion. These hands are no longer rock steady, so some lines are a bit wiggly. For better or worse (trumpets sound) friends of mine through out the world, my first completed painting. Let me have your honest opinion. I guess I have rambled a bit, must be the wine.
Thank you and comments please.
I live a reclusive life style since retired here on this tropical beach, haven’t read a newspaper in close to four years’. My TV entertaining consists of one hour daily of the Simpson’s as my Spanish lesson and a soccer game if recommended by Maximiliano.
Life at seventy is not to be wasted.
I am to have a showing of my works along with a book signing at the Buffalo Bill Historical Center and Firearms Museum, where my tools, drawings, molds, prints, sculptures, engravings, notebooks and other things are now available to public viewing. This fact I am very proud of.
How was this accomplished? With the best schooling possible for engraving; with almost two years of my life without earned income, and with a deep study of art and total dedication to my work. This is the simple answer my friends. I believed in me. I hustled my ass off. I put thousands of miles on my car. I stopped at every gun shop I encountered. I stuck my work in anyone face that showed even the slightest interest, and I pushed at every given opportunity. I never delivered work late. I always did my best within the limits of the moneys received for my labors and never asked a client extra for unanticipated charges. I never allowed a backlog of work to pile up in my studio. My standard answer was, “I have your number I will give you a ring when I’m ready.†and I kept my word.
I mentioned that I am now painting and had no idea of what was considered proper technique, or what I was doing.
My wife Franca has already given her opinion, “I don’t understand what it means, but I like the colors dear.â€
I have shown it to Ace my dog but he doesn’t seem to give a damn. My best friend here is Max el Moreno Capitan of my charter boat; he lives by the lagoon with four women and several kids; speaks no English. I’ve shown it to him, he likes it, but I am not as confident with his opinion on art as I am with his abilities to find big game fish.
Thanks to the internet and the Engravers Café I feel as if I have made friends with perfect stranger’s worlds away and need a general opinion. These hands are no longer rock steady, so some lines are a bit wiggly. For better or worse (trumpets sound) friends of mine through out the world, my first completed painting. Let me have your honest opinion. I guess I have rambled a bit, must be the wine.
Thank you and comments please.