This photos shows the same painting in mid stride. The major shapes are begining to be fleshed out. Some colors have been layered over desperately trying to build form with light and darks. Trying to let some of that underpainting sing through. Still lots of work to do.

A new painting starting. I usually begin with a warm, abstract underpainting, or an underpainting the oppposite color of the finished scene.  The more loose or sloppy the better, to a point. Big Brushes and rags. I like to try and pull out some features of this abstract field into the final piece. So it can be seen through thin paint. This is the point where squinting and "seeing" other recog...  Read More

 The longest days of summer are upon us and the weight of their importance is magnified by the short appearance and their great beauty. The garden is in full production.  It seems to rain every other day but the intrepid lawn mowers are out on the weekend trying to tame the yard before it turns back into meadow or forest. The studio is busy too with new work.  Some times trickling ...  Read More

      I believe in the power of art to break through the darkness of despair and cynicism. If making art is a leap of faith the belief is in communication. The great strengths I see in the arts is the ability to reach beyond the words and limits of language to offer new possibilities, directions, and to raise consciousness.  I like to ask questions and voice notions like t...  Read More

 "A rough smack of resin was in the air and a crystal mountain. It came pouring over these green slopes by the oceanful. The woods sang aloud, and gave largely of their healthful breath. Gladdness seemed to inhabit these upper zones, and we had left indifferance behind us in the valley....There are days in a life when thus to climb out of the lowlands seems like scaling heaven."   ...  Read More

Certainty had escaped me, times got tough and I took a job.  I don't deal well in yes or know. I prefer the thousand or so subtleties and colors between . The business wanted an answer. There was, perhaps a phone call or two I missed, too too many missing words. Words would not have been my first choice. A portrait of the artist in the day job.  Im done arguing with myself about the ne...  Read More

I have added most of the latest crop of turned wooden bowls to a folder in the collections page. There will be a few more in the coming days. They are all one of a kind and hand made by yours truely in my Winooski workshop.  I envisoned them as a utilitarian product.  The journey of a bowl like this starts with the eye. I carefully select wood from reclaimed or fallen trees. They are a...  Read More

Spring slowly marches on in Northern Vermont, and though we never seem to be past the last possible frost,  most intrepid gardeners have planted the delicate tomatoes, peppers and other expensive mediterianian fruits that we try to eck out of the short summer. I'm distracted easily from studo work in the spring. The large amount of pride I gain from growing the handfull of radishs that I coul...  Read More

     The process of wood turning seems foreign to the cyber landscape of blogs and tweets. The dust, moisture, and vibration associated with the wood turning shop would create havoc with the precise engineering of even the hardiest of lap tops.       As a tribute to the many folks who've enjoyed my wood turnings over the years, I have envisioned this b...  Read More

"The quiet words of the wise are more to be headed than the shouts of a ruler of fools. "