Sheila's Daisies Plugged In (Oil on board) 18"x24"
Japanese Iris (Oil on board) 11.5"x 24"
The Blessing of the Continents (Oil on Canvas) 24"x24"
Yellow (Oil on Canvas) 20"x20"
Art is another way of being present, acknowledging the luminous nature of the life around me, paying the tribute of time. All I want in a painting is for it to feel alive--which is not the same as photographically accurate, or well-composed, or even a recognizable subject. Although many abstract paintings have this quality, I seem to require a visual buzz from the actual world--which could come from a pair of green-handled garden clippers or from people reading on the beach or the tree at the end of my driveway. Or flowers.
0/C, approx. 20 " x 60"
This antique scythe belongs to Sheryl Evans, the widow of a fantastic Vandy art prof named Don Evans. She still lives in the old, unpainted house on Little Marrowbone Road, and at a Fourth of July party after his death, she handed out baggies containing his ashes to be distributed wherever those who loved him thought fit. I thought he would love to be in the perma
Oil on wooden cement form, approx 10" x 40"
This cement form was used in building our new house on the site our home which was lost to fire.
If I Had a Hammer
A red-handled hammer is just plain pretty, that's all. So it sat for its portrait.
Have to say again--just pretty. And then the challenge is to make it alive.
Mixed media on wood found at construction site, approx 14" x 18"
A Rake's Progress
O/C, 36" x 48"
Yes, rakes in a wheelbarrow, in raked light. Spade for good measure.
Tool paintings seem like a natural spin-off from my obsession with drawing the human body--they seem like pragmatic negatives of the body, adjusted over time for an ergonomic fit. Plus they're interesting, challenging, and sometimes pretty.