Monday, October 24, 2016

The National Cathedral

I attended worship at the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C. yesterday morning. They put on a great show and the building itself is the proverbial "sermon in stone." The ribs vault skyward into and through fields of colored light splashed by a ebullient stained glass Pollock. The darkened crypts and chapels below grade promise communion and acceptance of one's earthy limitations augmented by glittering lamp-lit mosaics telling stories of flesh and spirit sorting out their differences.

Naturally, I listen better (or at least tolerate better) the pomp and complexity of any dogma or catechism when I have a pencil in my hand. Me: always backing up into the spiritual realms hoping to vault into those spangled skies.


Thursday, October 13, 2016

Bird People

Bird People live in a Bird City. What could be more obvious?

I love doodling and making decorative things like Crystal Cities. But then what?
Well, add some birds, that's "what!"
Life is a mystery where we pass the time of day bumping into one another trying to figure out who we are.
pencil, watercolor

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Crystal City thoughts

I started drawing Crystal Cities in 2008. Production and focus and innovation has ebbed and flowed over the years since then. Below are a few from this past September. It's always fun and personal to play with the variables of this basic design. Essential or dull, they are mine and they function to keep my hands busy. A busy mind is not so essential for an artist. But busy hands are very important.

A larger gallery is here. And here.

December 2008

Trying to get back to basics
oil pastel, watercolor
Kind of a factory…
pencil, charcoal
blue pastel
A bit of a fishing expedition; this reminds me of a trip to Copenhagen last Spring
mixed media
Collage and an angel
mixed meda
Silhouetted bugs
ink, watercolor, charcoal

Friday, August 26, 2016

We built a House of Birds

"The Birdhouse"
pencil, watercolor
We built a house. We built a house not of wood but words!
Words and birds, high and low
Scary black birds and ominous words
Brown birds in the rafters. There were birds in the basement. Yellow birds in the walls. The house sang until one day it flew away!

Friday, July 29, 2016

American Landscape

"American Landscape'
mixed media
A moonlit night, the orb glares a one-note klaxon. Quizzical constellations spread and then fade from view. Below, a black turgid forest of long-haired trees hides brooding rabbits and other angular things with bright eyes that sigh, scrape, go clomp clomp and gnaw at our summer sleep. 


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