Paul Frederick Rest

I was born and raised in the Midwestern part of America. My vistas were broad with farmlands stretching as far as the eye could see. The Missouri River’s ever-changing waters flowed below where I lived. The German-American community had colorful festivals and events for each time of the year. I remember these sharp colors, even the muted winter ones. These stayed with me, showing up during the following years in my short stories, poetry, and essays. As I approached my first black belt examination in Aikido, I suddenly did something I thought I couldn’t do – I picked up a brush (actually brushes) and started painting. Oils, watercolors, and pencil sketches came from somewhere within me. These all had the same colors and tones I remembered from those early years. My art reflects the everyday flow of my life – the people, objects, and places I encounter each day.