Why I Paint Part 2
As I mentioned in Part 1, never let anyone discourage you from putting paint to paper. My teacher’s remark—“I guess you could call it art”—crippled my confidence for years and still sneaks into my thoughts today. I’ve moved past it, but I know how powerful words can be. Don’t let them control you.
When I graduated from Clemson, I received an ROTC commission and the chance to serve on active duty. However, I also wanted to paint. Although my teachers and instructors warned me it would be a hard road, they believed I could follow my dreams.
God and I had long conversations about what to do. I wanted to serve my country, but I also wanted to create. In the end, I took my commission and headed to Germany, where I served in a combat unit patrolling the German and Czech border. There was no time to paint, but my camera became my constant companion.
Little did I know how much photography would teach me about composition, light, and color. During those years, my understanding of art grew tremendously, even without a paintbrush in hand.
When I retired from the Army, I faced another crossroads. I had discussions with God again, debating what to do next. I decided to paint when I could, but working as a contractor took priority—I needed the money. Art took a back seat once again.
Then, an amazing event changed everything. After 24 ½ years, my services were no longer needed. My heart was broken, and for months, I felt lost. But I soon realized God’s hands were in it. I could hear Him saying, “Peter, it’s time to focus on your art. Your life is getting shorter!”
I stopped feeling sorry for myself and committed to painting full-time. Almost immediately, four commission contracts came my way.
Part 3 will focus on the why behind my art. More to come next month.
Untitled 1972
Untitled 1974 (Clemson Days)