Recent work and detail photos of what has been of interest as I shift back and forth from my own interpretive realism to looser paint, layers washes, and abstract compositions, exploring terra and water, and hues of flora and fauna.
Water remains one of the most interesting subjects to put onto paper or canvas. Maybe the fact that it cannot fully be controlled in nature, allows for limitless forms and ever-changing shifts in compositions and color. Living on the East Coast certainly influences my work. I spend much time on the Chesapeake Bay, in Annapolis, watching sails hoisted and lowered, witnessing lobstermen unload their bounties in DownEast Maine, and fishing for lake trout with my beloved family on Lake Michigan.
We reside in Baltimore County, home of the Preakness, one of the three horse races in the historic Triple Crown. Despite our city’s place in this distinctive summertime honor, our take on horse racing is a little less formal than for instance, the crowd at Churchill Downs. There are videos all over the internet of “The Running of the Urinals”, a Baltimore tradition that had to be halted by the police but somehow made it’s way back into Baltimore horse culture. Anyhow, Baltimore has enough going wrong these days, so I created my Preakness Series in 2015 to celebrate what Baltimore does right, and that is horses.
Every once in a while I get the itch to paint portraits or figurative paintings. This is a challenge as I am entirely self taught and never took formal courses on the human form. But, from time to time, I find a work or two that I am really proud of, staring back from my easel. I tend to paint people I know. Our four kiddos each have a painting in which they are the subject. If you’d like an original painting of someone or something you love dearly, contact me directly as I do commissions when time allows.
Landscapes remain a steady and constant companion. I take photos wherever I go, but often end up painting a familiar road, farm, or a cow or two who are neighbors. There is a farm, however, that commandeered my canvas for two years or so. That is the centennial farm of Frank, our neighbor in Michigan. We spend a few weeks near Traverse City each summer when the humidity descends on the MidAtlantic. Our camp is off the grind, and seeing Frank each visit was a highlight. There’s nothing as inspiring as a 92-year-old man hauling ass on a big old tractor. His hills, barns, and cattle made their way into many paintings (ten or more) and it hit us hard when he died two years ago.
The good news is that his grandson and new wife and now living on the property and infusing some new energy into the place.
Works on Paper
Other creative items I make as a little diversion when I have the dreaded painter’s block.
Studio Sale—Make an offer on an older piece of work for your home or office.