By the time Wolf reached the young age of 12, he had already created his own portfolio but much of it was lost and other pieces were kept distinctly hidden. With a competition about to ensue within his school, Wolf counted on his hidden portfolio – corrected and inspected a variety of pieces – the media of pencil crayons on regular paper with other splashes of water color. Would he make the competition in the Grade 7 class at Le Danderand L'Cole d' Haywood?

Wolf's works were instantly viewed as spectacular so Sister Maria Alice (his instructor) took them from him and presented them for additional scrutiny by the parish priest. Wolf's works were hung in the parish hall and remained there – never to be part of his own collection again – they now belonged to the parish.

And so Wolf let his imagination flow. Wolf discovered there were so many options within the art field. Not everything about art involved paint, brushes, paper or cloth as the flora fauna intrigued him considerably also. Without the where-with-all to have all the necessary media to his avail, Wolf began the search of wild flowers, growing amongst the woods and forests, and soon learned the names of scores of plants – something which amazed his teachers. Wolf always had a perfect score in art class and his dream was to enter college to further this dream in the imagery of creative art someday.

As Wolf got older, he also got busier, and his lifestyle took on a new horizon. The costs of living would utilize much of his income and there was usually very little money left to become creative artfully. Although Wolf always sketched on any piece of paper to his avail while at home, or, at work – Wolf learned to love the exotic nature of wood and what could be made from wood. Wolf carved various wooden objects but most were removed from his presence and were never seen again. To compliment this interest, Wolf found himself inside furniture stores - from the bleak, antique to the lofty while he tucked all the manufacturer's names in memory. Albeit, curious, Wolf couldn't afford to get himself enrolled in an Interior Design course until some years later.

Wolf's sketches and drawings drew to a close when he took on the interest of working with real tree trunks and branches.....Wolf carved them and assembled them to take on interesting appeal, shapes of trees as he envisioned them in his mind. Wolf furthered this by working with hand-wrapped florals and soon had a full-time business in operation. The public adored his work, yet, truly an art form many were highly skeptical about. Wolf had no formal post high education in art, Wolf had no appropriate tools to work with but he let his imagination work through his mind, hands and fingers. Soon Wolf had many customers for the floral arrangements individually created and the majestic trees he formed from sheer imagination. What was supposed to be an 'imagination of the mind' to occupy some time, soon turned into a full-time job he barely had enough time to be creative towards. And so, Wolf let his imagery flow outside of pencils and paint, but he  brought true lifelike form to floral arrangements and assorted trees alike.

A health hindrance would take Wolf down and his asthma caused him to cease this ambitious talent. To compensate for this hazard, Wolf proceeded to take on art on paper again – something he had left untouched for much too long.

In the early 1990's Wolf's fingers once again held the pencils to draw his images, the paint and brushes to complete these images as he drew and sketched more and more. It appeared he was operating on an assembly line focus. Wolf had partially drawn pictures of birds, partially painted birds and sketches, and so it became that his images needed to dry inbetween to take on the true form and color of his guarded 'feathered friends.' In a symbolic way, Wolf created 'somewhat' unnatural backgrounds for his bird pictures as he wanted full focus to be that of the bird – not the foliage. Wolf was drawing on knowledge received from many books found in the libraries, bookstores and such works of other artists in this field. Wolf worked with a variety of media – oils, water-colors, acrylic, paper, canvas and so on, but, the key to his enjoyment were the brushes he would utilize to create his art. With the incredibly petite satin/mink brushes, birds got painted and from one it grew to many.

ART IMPRESSIONS in Toronto, Ontario took an intense appeal to Wolf's artwork in 1995 and soon asked him to paint a series of ducks, or, such equal birds of choice for DUCKS UNLIMITED or THE AUDUBON SOCIETY. In its stead, ART IMPRESSIONS advertised Wolf's works to its international clientèle in their own magazine, autumn issue of ART IMPRESSIONS – 1995 - 1996.

Wolf never sought after grand awards or prizes for his works as customer appeal and the public at large were his awards and prizes. Wolf did commissioned works for the public and such other folk who were charmed by his art. Wolf's art was also on display at the TORONTO CONVENTION CENTRE following his works for ART IMPRESSIONS.

Sadly, Wolf's hands and fingers began to falter in the latter months of 1996. Wolf could still draw but his errors in painting became unbecoming. Wolf's hands began to shake with uncontrollable unsteadiness. The more Wolf tried to 'mentally' stabilize his fingers and hands – the worse the problem appeared to become. Wolf didn't understand what was happening to him at such a young age still so he consulted medical advise.

Unfortunately, there would be no immediate correction for this shaky hand syndrome. As nueropathy, arthritis and edema had set in, so had other issues, meaning the brushes had to be set aside – temporarily Wolf thought, but the shaky unsteadiness remains to this current date. At first Wolf was crushed by the inability to use his hands with brushes intact but Wolf has learned to live around these anatomical setbacks.

Now Wolf manages to work around his handicap. To further compensate for his creative talents, Wolf loves to work with people, so he volunteers in public places as much as he can, to allow his mind to speak on behalf of his hands and give any ailing folk an ambition to fight any malaise possibly imaginable.

"Love and friendship are the greatest thing in life."