Ted Schnack Jr.  Bronze Sculpture

Ted Schnack’s life as a sculptor began in a rather abstract way— in the red dirt of east Africa. He was pursuing a lifelong dream to hunt...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. Old Serbia. Little Red Riding Hood, the Three Little Pigs and the Big Bad Wolf. Grimm Fairy Tales were not sh...

Eons ago, in a great battle of continents, the Indian and Eurasian plates collided with planetary force, stacking mountains upon mountain...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr RMEF- Bugle Feature The old bull had it all: mass, length, width and survival skills fit for modern warfare It w...

Written by Ted Schnack The hunter felt the animal in him awaken. His dulled senses were becoming keen, taking on a sharper edge. The dang...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. America had been attacked with a murderous sucker punch. That day of infamy stirring the deep soul of a patrio...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. Wild sheep. There is little that strikes deeper into the soul of a hunter than the thought of hunting wild...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. Millions of years ago in the middle of the vast Pacific, a crack in the earths crust burped up a hot glob of l...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. A six legged demon was ripping pieces out of my face. But I didn’t dream of flinching. Not after all I had b...

Sporting Classics Feature Written by Ted Schnack Jr. The Rocky Mountains are a vast, formidable barrier that cuts America from top to bot...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. "Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds” Oppenhiemers, chilling words summoned in the atomic age at t...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. The Big Five. The toughest of gangs in the toughest turf on earth. The primal world of raw Africa. Well des...

Written by Ted Schnack Jr. Alaska. The Great Land. The Last Frontier. An expanse so vast you could fit Texas, California and Montana ...

Written by Ted Schnack Sporting Classics Feature “Go west young man” was the advice given to the young adventurer of yesteryear looking t...