Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Coho Cafe. January 15 - February 28.
(Detail) Chromatic Sea. 36" x 24", Acrylic on canvas, 2013
Forest. 36" x 24", Acrylic on canvas, 2013
Pines. 24" x 36", Acrylic on canvas, 2013
Flying Fish. 24" x 36", Acrylic on canvas, 2013
36" x 24", Acrylic on canvas, 2013
20" x 24", Acrylic on canvas, 2013
Saturday, December 07, 2013
Monday, September 23, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
Squares
Maple Hill Yellow Sky We Wake In The Earliest Blue
Saturday, September 07, 2013
Sunday, September 01, 2013
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
inhale, exhale, repeat
Saturday, August 03, 2013
at Sivertson Gallery
Thursday, August 01, 2013
Stories
Sometimes I don't know what the story is. I just like the colors, the
shapes, the brushstrokes, and I don't know why. But then sometimes the
meaning comes to me when I least expect it.
When I have a new painting, I often hang it on my bedroom wall. I look at it
when I'm not thinking too hard. When I don't have a brush in my hand. When
I'm not trying to impose something onto it. At those times, the painting
will tell me what it needs, or I'll see something new, or in a new light.
There was a painting of white pines on the wall by my bed, and the more I looked at it, the more one particular branch looked like a fish. I couldn't look at it without seeing a fish. So I painted the fish into the branch. That's how the whole fish in trees adventure began.