Born on the Kentish coast of England,and was the son of the  
famous English painter W.J Wood. 

Making his way to the USA as a youth, Robert had for over 
seventy five years traveled throughout North America  
painting the splendor of his adopted land. 

Happy to be an American Robert would hop freight cars 
often riding atop the huge machines with sketch pad 
in hand to record the varied and ever changing countryside. 

He would stop where ever the trains stopped whether the destination  
was a large city or rustic village,the artist would  
"set up camp" with his meager provisions,dash off 
miniature sketches and drawings which he sold for  
only pocket change,or he would earn a small day`s pay 
by painting signs or helping in whatever odd jobs  
he could find. 

The prints at the gallery can be ordered please e-mail me for prices! 
They are afforable and are simply wonderful! 

Comics,games,search engins,bands,chat rooms! 
Bigfoot,mailcity,usa.net and many others. 

Too many to mention so hop on over to the launch pad 
and see for your self! 

If you have a link you would like to see on the launch pad 
ask ole scarescow and he might just put it there! 

Does the Y2K problem have you upset or worried? 
Then check out the Y2K page and give us your views! 

Tell all your friends about the Launch pad and be sure to  
Book mark it. 

They come through you but not from you,and though they 
are with you they belong not to you. 
You may give them your love but not your thoughts. 
For they have their own thoughts. 

You may house their bodies but not their souls, 
for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow which 
you cannot visit even in your dreams. 

You may strive to be like them, 
but seek not to make like you. 
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. 
You are the bows from which your children 
as living arrows are sent forth.  
-Gibran