Well dang it'all !! As yet, we don't have bios with accompanying glossy photos. You do
    know what Robin looks like from her gallery and there is a secret picture of me in the
    hardware store however, for the moment, Juan remains shrouded in visual mystery.
           Absent those short bios, I'll just tell you about the project;

   I started writing Ardensville maybe 15 or so years back and went through a few different
  forms unsuccessfully ( by my estimation ) and so settled back into this what you got here.
  I wanted to present it “illuminated” and take advantage of what a computer could do for
         Finding two humans who would hitch up to the work was really hard and took years.
  I am devoted and grateful to both.
        Robin was introduced to me by a mutual friend . We grew up 1 or 2 neighborhoods
  away in Queens. Her work is personal and fun. I do not tell her what to do. Except twice
  maybe concerning some small detail of literal imaging. Besides that though, she is free
  as a bird. She is a lovely woman. A cat lovin' vegan, she is immersed daily in making Art.
       Juan and I work in an 'organic' foods wholesale warehouse. Juan is a manager in the
  warehouse and I cook for the crew and office staff.
       One day, 2 or 3 years ago, I started finding fast drawings on boxes in the warehouse and
  quick discovered Juan to be the author of these works. Expanding that skill to page layout
   was a small step to the right for an absorbent and capable mind. He is my hero and I wish
  to be like him when I grow up.
        As for myself, I cook, I write, I play music. There is too much commuting and not enough
  sleeping. I try to stay current with the news. That's about it.



                                                                                                                                        Sittin' on the Porch
                                                                                                                                              in Ardensville,
                                                                                                                                           Robin, Juan & Rob

  "Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting-place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate — we cannot consecrate — we cannot hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation shall have a new birth of freedom and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."