On the Water

Went down to the lagoons for a little kayak expedition. The last of the season. Sunny and clear and in the 60's. Not typical October weather, for sure. While down there had a close encounter with an Egret. They aren't normally down there, but they do pass through. There were a pair of them and this one let me get about 10 feet away and I had the pleasure of watching him go about his business for about 20 minutes. A couple of weeks ago there were some Sandhill Cranes out at the 7-mile mark. Never saw them in Erie before. I assume they were blown off course. Little gifts.

Usually when I go down I take a lot off pictures and they ultimately become paintings like those below.

 

So long...and thanks for all the fish...

 When will the stupidity and the incompetence of this administration be over. It couldn't be too soon.

A couple of recent paintings that I like. My dancer came back into town and we got some nice images.

And of course, there will always be the fish.

Surviving the Idiocy of the Trump Regime with Art

Been busy doing lots of art. Therapy for surviving the times. Also curated a show at a local gallery that turned out very nice. So staying busy. The top piece was another version of Vienna, which I think turned out better than the first version.

This piece is a first run of a larger piece i am working on right now for the Tikkanen competition. This version will be in a show at Mercyhurst University in the Fall. 

These two figure paintings are recent. The first is of a new model. This is the first painting I have done of her. She is this lovely, statuesque young woman. She gives off this great feeling of softness and power. The second image is of the model that I have painted the most. Also a remarkable model. Several images of her I've posted. She is the ballerina that was the inspiration to the movement paintings.

In this way I forget the atrocities that our country is perpetrating around the world and try to bring some beauty into the world that Trump is darkening.

 

It Is a New Year...Plough on.

Once more unto the breach. 

Every day one gets up, into the world that Trump is busy destroying, it takes a certain amount of strength and hope. And when I think about asking for whom the bell tolls when that repulsive man dies, it won't be tolling for me, except in celebration.

In the meantime, there is art.

Vienna in 2025 

 

Dancers...such beauty.

An experiment with butterflies.