Born in Topeka into a family of abolitionist Presbyterian ministers from Vermont and New Hampshire, Charles Edward “Bud” Holman II grew up during the Depression living simply — attending a one-room schoolhouse, saddling his horse each morning, riding the open plains.
“I packed myself a sandwich in the mornings, saddled my horse, and spent the days riding across open land.” Bud Holman
He collected arrowheads left by the Shawnee Indians who had lived and hunted on those same plains, and also collected butterflies and night-flying moths. His resourcefulness, imagination, and closeness to the earth during these formative years became his touchstones as an artist.
His first glimpse of the Southwestern desert came in the early 1940s aboard the Union Pacific Railroad, gazing out the window on two-day train rides from Kansas to California. Those vast, mountainous landscapes sparked something deep, germinating in his mind’s eye for decades before they emerged on canvas.