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I am an American artist and photographer who resides in San Salvador, Bahamas. I am proficient in a variety of mediums including silk painting, oil painting, acrylics, pastels, mixed media/ collage, mosaics, watercolor, decorative restoration, photography and more. I studied briefly at the Pa. Academy of the Fine Arts in Philadelphia and at Otis-Parsons School of Design in Los Angeles but most of my growth and experimentation has come through the trials and triumphs of life.
Colors of the Caribbean, movement of the life above and under the water, and the people I meet all inspire my work and my life. I constantly experiment in different mediums and textures and aspire to never stop learning. Thank you for visiting my site.
In 1859 William (a.k.a. Waterman) S. Bodey discovered gold near what is now called Bodie Bluff. A mill was established in 1861 and the town began to grow. It started with about 20 miners and grew to an estimated 10,000 people by 1880! By then, the town of Bodie bustled with families, robbers, miners, store owners, gunfighters, prostitutes and people from every country in the world. At one time there was reported to be 65 saloons in town. Among the saloons were numerous brothels and 'houses of ill repute', gambling halls and opium dens - an entertainment outlet for everyone.
On a daily basis miners would emerge from the mills and head for the bars and the red light district to spend their earnings. The mixture of money, gold and alcohol would often prove fatal. Newspapers report that towns people would ask in the mornings "Have a man for breakfast?" Meaning 'Did anyone get killed last night?'
Some records show that a "Wm. Body" took a ship from New York, around the horn to end up in San Francisco. It isn't clear if that's the same man who was prospecting near present day Bodie. In any case, the spelling of the name was changed at some point before the majority of the people made their way to Bodie, and it stuck.
Today, even though Bodie is down a dusty, bumpy, slow 13 mile long road off of State Highway 395, it's amazing how many people are aware of this once glorious town. Approximately 100 buildings still stand in a state of arrested decay.
There's a story about a little girl whose family was moving from San Francisco to Bodie; Depending on who tells it, she wrote in her diary either: Good, by God, I'm going to Bodie -or- Goodbye God, I'm going to Bodie.