Here is my work “Between the Sea and the Sky” at the Katonah Museum’s juried show, “Opposing Forces”.
My Muse has given me a character called Foxy. Foxy started life demanding love. No he would track it, tame it and make it his. He gathered gifts, he tamed wolves to track love. Here is foxy searching for love.
The Trickster in Search of Love
Foxy Gets Married in the Enchanted Forest
Foxy finds love and turns into a delightful mush!
I spent a year doing minimalist work exploring tension and movement. I thought I would curate some here.
The Edge of Night
Between the Sea and the Sky
A Day at the Beach
The Return of the Light
The Power of Touch
Ten years ago I was caught in a snowstorm and almost didn’t make it home for the night. I worked in a department that was considered “vital”, Public Health Protection, so when the skies darkened and others worked from home my department was required to be there.
That night the roads were too dangerous to drive. I luckily caught a train to Brewster, NY and then an intrepid cab driver took me home.
This year, we have had no snow that accumulated breaking records of the least amount of snow for 50 years. I feel the change in the weather and the times and perhaps it is just the perspective you get as you age, but I feel a change. Whether it is global warming, changing El Nino or La Nina or the move out of the Holocene to the Antropocene I don’t know. But it is change that I feel a tad uneasy about. I came across a photo I took waiting and hoping for a cab at the train station and turned it into this drawing “Homeward Bound”.
Pen and Ink, Gouche, and Mica Paints
A few years ago we visited Finland and north of Helsinki we visited a historic artists colony. I snapped a photo of a lake just as someone in a canoe came into view, past some scupltures of birds. My latest painting, “The Wind on the Lake”. Oil on Canvas. I have been experimenting with minimalism and paint texture recently. 22 x 22 inches.
Gwyn posed with me one afternoon when we were both bored and it was too cold and snowy to wander the yard. Finetech Mica watercolors.
I have just had two of my paintings accepted into Ridgefield Guild of Artists’ 44th annual juried exhibition.The juror was George Billis who has galleries in NY, Ct, and Los Angeles, Ca. The opening is Saturday, September 18th from 4 to 6 PM on the patio of the RGOA gallery, 34 Halpin Lane, Ridgefield Ct. https://rgoa.org/directions-and-hours/ You are all invited. I am very excited! Can’t make it? I’ll share the two paintings below, but I’d love to see you at the opening!
Between the Sea and the Sky
Usually I happiy pose with my picture in the show. But between the mask, and mask hair I decided just to take a photo of my art. I really like how they hung Between the Sea and the Sky with another artists work (the couple with the pool).
And “Intermission” was nicely color coordinated with some other work as well.
The Covid pandemic has been a time of solitude. Of coolness. Of stagnation. Now as we are getting our vaccines and lockdowns are starting to be lifted, we can once again start to experience the warmth of being with other people. I find a hug, just warms me to the core. Touch is a powerful thing.
“The Power of Touch” Oil on Canvas. 24 x 36 inches.
Spring is almost here! The light returns!
“Flour Power” In 2020 many people turned to the soothing art of baking while in lockdown. Here is my still life with my baking tools, instead of vases of flowers.
A few things happened during the pandemic. People, unable to go out, to entertain turned to cooking and crafts and art. I have always baked my own bread. One day I went to the store and not a single bag of flour was to be found, the same for yeast. I found alternate sources and instead of buying yeast by the jar, I had to buy it by the pound from commercial sites. I learned to bake with Einkorn flour and learned the nuances of the different types of artisanal flours and raised my baking to a new level. The scent of bread in the house made us feel secure, and the loaves that came out of my oven, eased the fears we might not be able to get one or another item. Still lives are usually done with flowers in elaborate silver vases on rich tablecloths. But during the pandemic, flour had power.