Sunday, September 20, 2020

Saturday, August 29, 2020

Keep On Truckin'

A colorful but uneasy sunset
the shadows lengthen
One point perspective: A road. Is that a foot I see?
It is a foot and it is attached to this person. I wonder where he is going?
08-05-20c
mixed media

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

A Chance Encounter?

A chance encounter?

Neither of these characters needs to be here: up a tree and snooping around. But they are. I suspect their snooping is for different reasons …but maybe not. Curiosity is a relatively low risk survival strategy.

03-16-20a
mixed media
detail

Wednesday, July 8, 2020

Bewildered Squirrels

It's just your garden-variety environmental destruction…
A surprised squirrel
Disbelief!
What happened?
Bewildered Squirrels
06-26-20a

Sunday, May 31, 2020

Thinking, thinking…

A bird is thinking…
03-07-20a
A bird is meditating…
01-13-19b
A bird is studying…
06-11-19a
A bird is looking out to sea…
07-01-19a
A bird is working…
A bird is sleeping…
03-02-18c

Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Early Bird

05-12-20a
ink, watercolor, collage
I'm an early bird and so are my cats. I resist their breakfast summons until I hear the robins chattering outside. The sun is just getting up too but it seems to linger under the covers like I do. The world spins a little more and soon enough, as the coffee gets brewed and the cats get fed, the sun casts a low broad beam into my world.

In this spring, like no other in my memory, time moves extraordinarily slowly at times. I mark off the days of quarantine on my calendar. Since mid-March I've dotted my days in rainbow colors and I've watched the maple buds gradually unfurl outside my sunward window. Bumps on the branches elongate and send out structures to capture the sun's energy. Leaves begin like errant unfastened parasols. Who left you open like that? Is it bad luck? Eventually, day by day their black silhouettes crowd and obscure the view out my studio window. I dot more days and we don our masks.

The sun gets up earlier and earlier each day. I try to keep the cats to a schedule of not getting me out of bed earlier than 5:00 A.M. Sometimes rain clouds and cold weather help us all pretend that it's only early March. It has been a cold and wet spring. But the leaves can't wait and snuggle in their beds. Their life is to be out catching the sunlight and there is no choice. So, like the pandemic perhaps, I welcome the intrusion (as I have before) and marvel at the patchwork of new green leaves that filter sunlight into my space. This too shall pass! The sun seeks me out and admonishes me… slothful sluggard! Go forth and greet the day! Make hay!

Friday, May 1, 2020

Mossy Forest

Trees, old souls
Moss cushions, pillows, sprouts
Where did all the seeds go?
04-30-20a
mixed media

Friday, April 10, 2020

Pandemic Pictures 01

These all have some poetic or pointed specificity to our current predicament.
Stay safe and stay sane

an uninvited guest (detail)
an uninvited guest (detail)
Roof Party
03-27-20a
03-29-20a
Cloudy with a Chance of Panic
03-31-20a
Troublesome bouquet
04-01-20b
Looking for Answers
03-16-20a
Procession
03-21-20a
03-21-20a
detail

Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Cloudy With a Chance of Panic

They're leaving in droves…
Evacuation!
The skies are full…
although some will remain…
Who will sing with me?
Cloudy with a Chance of Panic
03-31-20
ink, pencil, watercolor

Sunday, March 29, 2020

Crystal Cities

Architecture is the stage where our lives as individuals and as communities takes shape. In this moment in time where cities and individuals weigh and tug at our hearts, let's cherish communities of new and old mutual dependence.
Below: a few Crystal Cities paintings (2017 vintage).

More here and here.
12-20-17a
12-31-17c
01-13-17a
02-06-17b
02-09-17a
02-24-17b
03-08-17b

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