To reduce art to a commodity, to a product, is to compromise and, ultimately, corrupt art, the artist as well as art appreciation.

In 1985 I decided to declare my art "no longer for sale". "Would I sell any of my children?" had become one of the ever more nagging questions. To escape the rat race (and the price) for "recognition" was another reason. These and other reasons for my decision are detailed in "Reflections and Repercussions", a memoir.

However, the price for "price less" art was the closing of all meaningful doors to exhibit. Fifteen years later, in the year 2000, and in my 82nd year, on the urging of my grandson, David, I agreed to go public and join the age of "www" (the world wide web). This website, my "world wide gallery" has opened windows and doors beyond anything possible before. I am indebted for the creation as well as the ongoing design to David Friedman, my grandson.

This "Museum Without Walls" will be an ongoing process: forever changing and evolving. It is also what my art is about: a constantly evolving metamorphosis of many, seemingly, unlimited dimensions and possibilities. Perhaps this is also what we are about.

Feel free to "download" any material on this web site. Feel free to use it any way you choose. Anything created by human mind should be free to be recreated by any other mind. This, however, should not be construed as permission for commercial reproduction or manufacture of any material in this site, except by agreement.