Tuesday, May 9, 2017
Play Me Home
While Winter Sleeps
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Tracks in the Wild

Commission
Tracks in the Wild
60x70 cm
Saturday, May 28, 2016
Stuff of Dreams

Commission
Stuff of Dreams
50x60 cm
Oil on stretched canvas
Labels:
commission,
figure,
girl,
instrument,
music,
nature,
piano,
tree
Thursday, March 10, 2016
The Blaze

SOLD
The Blaze
30x40 cm Oil on canvas
My favorite thing to do in the world is ride a horse. I figured it was time to paint one.
Monday, March 7, 2016
Friday, August 14, 2015
To the Sun

SOLD
To the Sun
16x20 Oil on canvas
If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.
-C.S. Lewis
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Breakers

SOLD
Breakers
11x14 Original Oil Painting
With brush and palette knife.
The windy waves mount up and curve and fall,
And round the rocks the foam blows up like snow,—
Tho' I am inland far, I hear and know,
For I was born the sea's eternal thrall.
I would that I were there and over me
The cold insistence of the tide would roll,
Quenching this burning thing men call the soul,—
Then with the ebbing I should drift and be
Less than the smallest shell along the shoal,
Less than the sea-gulls calling to the sea.
~Sara Teasdale
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
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