He should have stuck to this approach. This one from 1984 brought $8,000 at Butterfields. He like many others also got into the teepee business in the eighties. Technically he was reasonably sound. It was the trickery with the multiple editions and the multiple states that caused many of us to question his ethics aside from the sweet sickening sameness of everything. He found his own voice but it screamed and screeched schmaltz.
You got that right. What's seen below, with another 30 years of striving for mastery, could have produced an impressive body of images. He can't even be called the Liberace of painting, because Liberace, at least, maintained a degree of technical competence.