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 FAQs: The Artist Carroll™

BITS 'N PIECES

"A global business owner apprised me,

'This [Carroll] will hang between my 2 Picassos and a Chagall on my ranch.'  You should have watched him giddily bidding against himself, as if it was Leonardo da Vinci's Salvator Mundi. Welcome aboard.

"A blue-blood Brazilian heiress arranged my painting studies with famed Spaniard, Alcaraz. A woman redecorated her office around 40+ of my originals and brought the bride of her #1 client to see the collection; Her guest bought my art!!! as did a PGA, Open champion's bride and Big Pharma heiress. A Quarter horse-loving petroleum heiress, married to a Hall of Fame cowboy and NFL player, had paid my way to study under the master Sr. Alcaraz in Europe with the proviso that she get first dibs when I returned.

"I think it is more of an intuitive, circular kind of personality, for starters. And, as I say of horses, the secret to breeding great horses is the three B's: bones, brains, and balance. If you look at art,

it shares some of the same qualities."

- Alice Walton, Walmart heiress, horse-lover, founder Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art and Alice Walton School of Medicine in Bentonville, Arkansas.

PHILANTHROPY: The 1st Ten Years

"A Texas House Representative wanted me to be the State Artist Laureate. But I didn't keep track of the 50+ news features, 500+ keynotes my first year back in Texas, quietly gave 5,000 signed Arkansas prints to DFW hospital patients and didn't sell via art galleries or exhibit my art. Works were donated to support hospitals, adoption, children's advocacy, LLS, education, ...

I don't know who received them.

FITNESS/SPORTS INFLUENCE

"I've been a Little League Baseball fielder, NRA Bar 2 Sharpshooter, game warden certified Safe Hunter, played Varsity tennis (Haverford College's Hall of Fame tennis/squash coach taught me a see it once-learning strategy), a wrestler, rode side horse, belted in martial arts, was a sprint cyclist with an RHR 28 and VO2 max 75 and alternate to Nationals as a newbie racer. When bicycle sprinting, I toed the line trusting another victory. A racer called my track bike a 'Suicide machine' since I trained on open roads, bolted to the pedals, without brakes. I canoed, backpacked the AT and Anaconda Pintlar Wilderness, was an asst SCUBA instructor, a 4:08-mile and 31:57 10k runner - 20 yrs of sub-sixes at 80% effort.

Sport was a steppingstone - I paint quickly with cojones, brains and balance.

"I'll always remember the experience of

Dr. Barnes, PhD, MD home and seeing his classy, cherry-picked art collection.

I'll always remember a field trip to Bowman's Hill as a 5 y/o Junior Curator at The Academy of Natural Sciences of Drexel (Originally, of Philadelphia), where I became a Limnology & Ecology Division published Principal Investigator. DuPont offered me a PhD and a job at Savannah River Plant, Aiken, South Carolina; I declined their offer. I'll always remember turning over rocks to catch mayflies in Pigeon Run, a spring-fed woodland stream below our home that flowed into trout-rich Pickering Creek. I'll always remember Mr. JC Peden, 7th-Grade science at GVSD, teaching about a Paramecium overcoming every barrier. I'll always remember arts patron Kitsy Westmoreland had her son take her picture with me at a black tie aboard the Queen Mary, amidst 40 MOHs, where a Knight Commander, Knights of Malta, who reported to the Pope, invited me to join his cadre of Americans Reagan and Carter, Soviet/Russian Gorbachev and South American presidents in his priory.

I'll always remember the President of the United States sent me a salutary note after I was named 'Rookie of the Year' out of 1,250 1st year members in Toastmasters' world #1 district. A note from the WH. I thought it a ruse.

Who'd have guessed the U.S. president was watching!

"Otra vez". "Again". (He said)

- Don Fco. "Paco" Alcaraz

Carroll flew to Spain on Independence Day, July 4, 1994. There were fireworks going off in ballparks everywhere.

"I was named in homage to our Carroll County next door neighbor, a signer of the Declaration of Independence (1776) - We sailed across the Atlantic on the Lydia from Burgundy, France - where Arches® Aquarelle, my favorite Bright White Cold Press is made. Our patriarch boarded the tall ship as Johannes Jacques Burgund and got off as John Jacob Burgoon in Baltimore, MD in 1740. My ancestors buck boarded into rough 'n tumble Texas from a tiny rural railroad-town in Burgoonville, Ohio in1850.

I flew into DFW June 4, 1984.

"A Burgoon fought in every American war,

except the Battle of the Alamo. My doctor dad was in the Third Tide on Dog Green, the deadliest beach on D-Day. I can only imagine how he must've been cursed performing triage amidst cries for help, and charred, smoldering bodies, with sticky blood soaking his clothes and death filling his nostrils. He left his GI weapons shipboard. Then, he deployed as chief medical officer on APD-78 (DE-693) in the Lingayen Gulf (Philippines), Iwo Jima and Okinawa. He demanded excellence and expected virtuosity. Pop was sought by Hall of Fame pro athletes, other doctors and the world's wealthy elite. Patients revered Dr. B. Nonetheless, I was his scapegoat and his cruelty remained. Friends, colleagues, neighbors, his kids and his wife trembled at the mention of him and cursed him. I was dumbfounded by what he endured until his death. He absolutely loved

'The fine art of medicine'.

My pioneering mom earned her own way through college, Phi Beta Kappa, and had straight A's in medical school, taught at CHOP, etcetera, after her doctor dad died when she was 10 y/o, during the Stock Market Crash and the Dakota Dustbowl. I grew up in a household of PTSD,

mental and verbal abuse.

ART HISTORY

"I feared an ending like Vincent van Gogh and others. Art is expressive, which seemed to mean I'd lose control, so I went into science instead, was an elite jock and a workaholic, all of which kept me far too exhausted to be able to process my past.

You wouldn't believe how I learned to paint clouds, miles of smiles, or a big dog story. WC unveiled secrets and helped me clearly see the truth.

A FRESH, NEW BEGINNING

"I'm living in an oceanic climate where it rains all year and there are lots of bears

but no snakes or black widow spiders.

It's cool and remote.

DYK: LOVE, ORANGE & GOLD

"I daily petted a nesting dove in the wild,

a snarly German shepherd, a caged black panther, tigers and a charging bobcat".