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The potato is the new golden calf. You think about it constantly. The skin is rich and nuanced with color and blemish. The eyes are also nose and mouth. It's the man in the moon. The shape is forgiving and oh so earthly right. No one will notice a wrong curve. Give it weight, give it light and shadow, give it form, maybe even some dirt, and it'll be a potato - and we will like it. If, on the...
"Yahhawoooeeeee!"
I cheered. I danced about. I couldn't help myself. I'd painted a potato. A glorious spud. A rosy new potato. Can you think of a more auspicious beginning to my new painting life in my new studio? It's all I can do to not add an 'e' to the end. New Potato, 5" x 6", available ![]() This lumpy little thing was the validation I needed after the effort to make this space. There's...
I'm sitting at a desk made of a stout door blank. A cup of tea sits on a tacky magazine. A hammer sleeps on a shelf. The stereo plays whatever song the ipod spits out next. Just beyond the windows, a golden hummingbird hunts for flowers and plants silently roar into spring.When I shut the door, I step into a vault, comfortable chamber sealing me from the noises I didn't know I heard - the cars,...
My shoulders ache and I need a long day of doing nothing but two great things have happened. First, I no longer itch. Second, drywall is up (mostly).(The following is indulgent, but, I hope, worth it)Insulation was almost unobtainable, but this past wednesday the materials and a ready to work Burke arrived.After a couple days of effort, the pink was in. The itch too. My face, my hands, my feet...
With another inspection passed, it was time for the fun stuff - electrical. Fun may seem a stretch, but running electrical uses the same bits of your brain that you used as a child with your lincoln logs and erector sets. Foolish me forgot that this was yet another place to make more decisions, learn more stuff, and stare at the options for hours. Throw in the inspector wrench, and it took a...
I wanted this delayed entry to be about the finished studio, but it isn't. When real life refuses to take a nap, the studio must. But another milestone has been crossed and the finish line is in sight.
A friend relayed some advice given years ago by a now deceased professor. He had urged a younger protege that had just bought a house to take a year off from art and get the home squared away -...
Over the next month, from November 23rd to December 23rd, some of my small works will be on display at the Guardino Gallery. An early reception will took place on the evening of the 23rd and another bigger one will take place on our traditional Last Thursday, the 29th. With small pieces come large numbers. This show includes the work of 43 artists. Geared towards the holiday season, all works...
![]() untitled landscape 6, 6" x 6" It's the place I go when I want to slip off to sleep or need a hard stare. It's the place I found out west, after growing up on a diet of rolling green hills dotted with old farms and mellow cows staged for Wyeth paintings. But despite the number I'd painted in recent years, they weren't my focus. I certainly wasn't going to paint a barn. That was the territory... |
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