Author: Sanford R. Bender

I am an architect with extensive experience in government, judicial, health care, educational, and scientific research facility projects. My responsibilities have included design, client relations, presentation, writing, research, consultant coordination, code compliance, LEED certification review, contract documentation, project delivery and construction administration. Presently, I am pursuing certification in the National Sustainable Building Advisor Program and studying ecological engineering. Besides practicing architecture, I also continue to passionately follow my fine arts background in drawing, painting, writing, and music.
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Ring-necked Pheasants are not imaginary

“Ring-necked Pheasant” drawn with colored pencil in sketchbook by Sanford Ross Bender on July 29, 2023
“Ring-necked Pheasant” drawn with colored pencil in sketchbook by Sanford Ross bender on July 29, 2023
“Ring-necked Pheasant” drawn with colored pencil in sketchbook by Sanford Ross Bender on July 29, 2023
“Ring-necked Pheasants are not imaginary” composed, performed, and recorded with solo guitar by Sanford Ross Bender om July 30, 2023.

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Sir Gaunie and the Witch

“Witching Creek” painted with watercolors by Sanford Ross Bender in May, 1982.

“Sir Gaunie and the Witch” (Niles No. 18) after The Marraiage of Sir Gawain” (Child No. 31) arranged, performed, and recorded by Sanford Ross Bender for vocals and guitar on July 21, 2023.

King Henry was a mighty man,

Who lived in Engeland,

No harm e’re fell on honest folk,

From out of Henry’s hand.

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Sir Gaunie was a noble knight,

Handsome for to see,

And he’s to marry with a witch,

To save King Henery.

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The witch from out the deep, green wood,

Told Henry what to say,

She told him that a woman always,

Wanted for her way.

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King Henry answered well and true.

He spake so bright, so gay

The Baron sadly hung his head.

And sadly rode away.

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Sir Gaunie was a noble knight,

And many a tear was shed,

The day he married with a witch,

And taken her to bed.

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‘Twas then she turned a princess fair,

And though they all did try,

No fairer one was ever seen,

With sight of human eye.

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