SOLD Climb Out of the Box 11x14 Original oil on canvas
Monday, November 24, 2014
Climb Out of the Box
SOLD Climb Out of the Box 11x14 Original oil on canvas
Degas Impressions
Degas Impressions 18x24 Original Oil on canvas It is true. There is someone who feels as I do. -Edgar Degas
Amber Waves of Grain
SOLD Amber Waves of Grain 12x24 Original Oil on canvas Art is the only way to run away without leaving home. -Twyla Tharp
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Autumn Walk
SOLD Autumn Walk 12x24 Original Oil on canvas Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
-Robert Frost
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Friday, August 29, 2014
The City That Never Sleeps
The City That Never Sleeps
22x28 Original Oil on stretched canvas Part of City series
New York is an ugly city, a dirty city. Its climate is a scandal, its politics are used to frighten children, its traffic is madness, its competition is murderous. But there is one thing about it - once you have lived in New York and it has become your home, no place else is good enough. -John Steinbeck
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Chi-town
- Chicago
- Two years living in the windy city and it feels more like home that many places I've been before
- Drove all night to get to it at first. Delirious in the morning and didn't know a soul. I remember driving in on I-90 and seeing the city looming up, the traffic crunching in, space getting tighter. Falling into the midst of chaos, exit and then suddenly swallowed up in the heart of Chicago.
- Learning how to ride the L, red line, green line, brown line...best Indian food under the train tracks, $5 slice of pizza as big as your head from Bacci's
- The peace of running down N.Lake Drive by the lake, with the lights of the Hancock looming behind. You know they plant palm trees in the summer by the lake. HA. Then winter.
- Walking through the snow at night to talk to the homeless. I forgot to wear two pairs of socks that first night. I thought I got frostbite my feet hurt so bad. Walter sat at his usual spot at Ohio near Michigan. He held a sign saying "GOD IS GOOD". We were the ones doing "ministry" but HE preached to us about Jesus and told us he was a farmer planting seeds. So many of them, all with their spots, don't remember their names, all so happy to share a friendly chat while our bodies became numb.
- Michigan Ave, the Magnificent Mile. It is magnificent. Towering buildings, glittering shops. Beauty that amazing man created. Fascinating to think that part of it was originally lake and came into being through one squatter, Streeter, who stuck his boat on a sand bar, made land out of sand and garbage, invited more squatters to his "independent district" and fought off the authorities with guns and boiling water.
- Watching the tops of roofs with peeling paint and graffiti skim by. Riding the pink line out to Little Village, a slice of Latin America. New Life springing up. But more kids killed in shootings. And in Humboldt Park you have people like the Osgoods giving their lives to reach kids from broken homes, holding them back from the relentless pull of the gangs. Telling them they are loved and have futures.
- This city, so full, so rich. Fear, hope, exhilaration, endless stories, peace in chaos, growth. Wonderful.
Saturday, August 23, 2014
The Poppy Field
PRIVATE COLLECTION
The Poppy Field 34x40 Oil on stretched canvas
- Thanks for being a fellow creator
- one who oozes art out of their fingertips, whose creativity can't be contained and must come out
- a fellow traveler, wanderer, wonderer
- one who holds onto the smallest beam of light in the darkness and waits for sunrise
Sunday, July 27, 2014
3 New Commissions
I always like creating custom paintings. Here's a couple I've been working on lately.
Labels:
animal,
bench,
bird,
black and white,
boat,
boats,
commission,
flowers,
grey,
hummingbird,
ocean,
rain,
sail,
sailboat,
sea,
summer,
umbrella,
water
Friday, June 20, 2014
Gentle and Strong-Original Modern Contemporary Elephant Oil Painting
Gentle and Strong 18x24 Original Oil on canvas
- truthful and gentle always shall my love be to you
- the ones who have learned to be gentle are the strongest
- an elephant's faithful...one hundred percent
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
Hum-Abstract Impressionism Hummingbird Oil Painting
- Back porch steps, late afternoon sun
- Birds flutter in the feeder
- I don't think I've ever seen a hummingbird land before. He sits on the clothesline
- Teeny tiny body. So fragile you could crush him in your hand.
- Why is it that all grandmothers seem to have learned to enjoy things like birds and flowers?
Saturday, June 7, 2014
Derelict-Abstract Impressionism Abandoned Building Oil Painting
Derelict
24x36 Oil on canvas (Abstract Impressionism Abandoned Building Oil Painting)
- I drove for an hour to a finger of land amongst lake tendrils
- Back road photo of a rundown barn in a field
- I'm so tired, but if I can only get a good photo this will be worth it
- Forgotten barn, no trespassing
- Fading light, body tired, soul sore
- You may be abandoned but I found you
- Not alone
Labels:
abandoned buildilng,
barn,
bird,
contemporary,
farm,
farmhouse,
field,
landscape,
nature,
palette knife,
rundown,
sky,
storm,
tree
Thursday, May 29, 2014
The Dam
PRIVATE COLLECTION
The Dam
24x36 Original Oil on stretched canvas
Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long. ~Sara Bareilles This one goes to two special people! Sometimes you run into people that you immediately connect with. In my case those people are usually passer-byes. Why can't we all live in the same place?
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Starting The Dam
Here is the start of The Dam. A fun semi-abstract painting! I'm planning on adding more texture but keep the colors subtle. I've been trying to find time to paint the past couple weeks but it just hasn't been possible. Next week I start working full-time so who knows when I'll have time!
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Midnight Stroll
Midnight Stroll
12x24 Original Oil on canvas
The darker the night, the brighter the stars.
The deeper the grief, the closer is God.
-Dostoevsky (Crime and Punishment)
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
The Olive Tree
The Olive Tree
24x36 Oil on canvas
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Monday, May 5, 2014
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Monday, April 28, 2014
By the Tracks
SOLD
By the Tracks
16x20 Oil on canvas
One does not always know what he can do, but he nevertheless instinctively feels, I am good for something! My existence is not without reason!...How can I be of use, how can I be of service? There is something inside me, but what can it be?
~Van Gogh
Monday, April 14, 2014
Side of the Road
Blue Toadflax |
Violet Wood-sorrel |
Bachelor's Button |
False Garlic |
Crimson Clover |
Lance-leaf Tickseed |
Side of the Road
Six 4x4 Oil on canvas
A tiny collection inspired by the roadside wildflowers that appear in spring and light up the grass with sparks of color.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Windblown
SOLD
Windblown
22x28 Oil on canvas
I can hear your whisper and distant mutter. I can smell your damp on
the breeze and in the sky I see the halo of your violence. Storm I know
you are coming.
~Robert Fanney
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Things Wished For
SOLD
Things Wished For
11x14 Oil on canvas
If you are a dreamer come in
If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar
A hoper a prayer a magic-bean-buyer
If you're a pretender come sit by my fire
For we have some flax golden tales to spin
Come in!
Come in!
~Shel Silverstein
Things Wished For
11x14 Oil on canvas
If you are a dreamer come in
If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar
A hoper a prayer a magic-bean-buyer
If you're a pretender come sit by my fire
For we have some flax golden tales to spin
Come in!
Come in!
~Shel Silverstein
Sunday, April 6, 2014
The Cellist
SOLD
The Cellist
4th in the Musician series
24x36 Oil on canvas
He stares at the cellist, and feels himself relax as the music seeps into him. He watches as the cellist's hair smooths itself out, his beard disappears. A dirty tuxedo becomes clean, shoes polished bright as mirrors...The building behind the cellist repairs itself. The scars of bullets and shrapnel are covered by plaster and paint, and windows reassemble, clarify and sparkle as the sun reflects off glass. The cobblestones of the road set themselves straight. Around him people stand up taller, their faces put on weight and color. Clothes gain lost thread, brighten, smooth out their wrinkles. Kenan watches as his city heals itself around him. The cellist continues to play...
~Steven Galloway (The Cellist of Sarajevo)
The Cellist
4th in the Musician series
24x36 Oil on canvas
He stares at the cellist, and feels himself relax as the music seeps into him. He watches as the cellist's hair smooths itself out, his beard disappears. A dirty tuxedo becomes clean, shoes polished bright as mirrors...The building behind the cellist repairs itself. The scars of bullets and shrapnel are covered by plaster and paint, and windows reassemble, clarify and sparkle as the sun reflects off glass. The cobblestones of the road set themselves straight. Around him people stand up taller, their faces put on weight and color. Clothes gain lost thread, brighten, smooth out their wrinkles. Kenan watches as his city heals itself around him. The cellist continues to play...
~Steven Galloway (The Cellist of Sarajevo)
Labels:
cellist,
cello,
instrument,
music,
series,
the musicians
Thursday, March 27, 2014
The Guitarist
Labels:
instrument,
music,
series,
the guitarist,
the musicians
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
The Musicians: In Progress
Labels:
guitar,
instrument,
music,
series,
the guitarist,
the musicians
Saturday, March 22, 2014
The Pianist
SOLD
The Pianist
2nd in The Musicians series
24x36 Oil on canvas
"It broke over me," he said simply,
"I knew it would," said the man.
"Warm and gold," said Old Parson.
"Yes," said the man.
~Elizabeth Goudge (The Child From the Sea)
The Pianist
2nd in The Musicians series
24x36 Oil on canvas
"It broke over me," he said simply,
"I knew it would," said the man.
"Warm and gold," said Old Parson.
"Yes," said the man.
~Elizabeth Goudge (The Child From the Sea)
Labels:
instrument,
music,
piano,
series,
the musicians,
the pianist
Friday, March 14, 2014
The Musicians: In progress
The Pianist
In progress...getting proportions right. When I do people I have to draw them out first. They are tricky but oh so great!
Labels:
instrument,
music,
piano,
series,
the musicians,
the pianist
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Far, Far Away
"Far, Far Away"
20x24 Oil on canvas.
Palette Knife
Lets let the wind whip our backs and the sun beat our faces...instead of all those other things.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Balloon 3
11x14
Another Balloon for my little niece's b-day!
"Come fly with me. Let's float down to Peru."
-Sinatra
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
The Fiddler
SOLD
The Fiddler
24x36 Oil on stretched canvas.
First painting in The Musicians series.
The Fiddler
24x36 Oil on stretched canvas.
First painting in The Musicians series.
"If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music." -Albert Einstein
Though famous for his work in physics Einstein was also a proficient violinist.
Labels:
fiddler,
instrument,
music,
series,
the musicians,
violinist
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Plain and Simple
Plain and Simple
18x24 Oil on stretched canvas
I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.
-L.M. Montgomery (Anne of Avonlea)
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Wild
SOLD
"Wild"
12x36 Oil on canvas
"Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn't expect."
~Patrick Ness (A Monster Calls)
Monday, January 27, 2014
Burn and Die
"Burn and Die"
30x40 Oil on stretched canvas.
- My hopes were heaven-high,
- They are all fulfilled in you.
- I am the pool of gold
- When sunset burns and dies.
- -Sara Teasdale (Peace)
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Going Dancing
SOLD
"Going Dancing"
12x12 Oil on stretched canvas
Brush and palette knife
“We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.”
~Nietzsche
"Going Dancing"
12x12 Oil on stretched canvas
Brush and palette knife
“We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once.”
~Nietzsche
Saturday, January 18, 2014
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