As an infant, Jeff Kennedy crawled away from his family’s camp-site, fell into a trout stream and became hopelessly lost.He was adopted by a pair of brook trout who were on the gravel looking to expand their brood. As a young fry he was taught the way of the river, how to forage for food and avoid predators. He was a happy trout sipping dry flies from the surface and gobbling down helplessly drifting nymphs and larvae.He learned first hand the beauty of abundant colors and shapes nature has to offer.
Like other trout before him, he fell for the angler’s imitation and was pulled to shore. There, his fins transformed into arms and legs and he learned to walk upright.
Over time, Jeff married and is raising two young fry of his own. When he is not out teaching other young trout the ways of the drifting fly, he is in the studio painting and drawing.Many of his watercolors are held by private collectors. Although he still has a day job, his ultimate goal is to paint everyday when he retires.
Jeff claims that he still has his adipose fin.