
I sent this image to Abend Gallery as a promo shot for my solo show in August. I have resisted selling this painting, holding onto it for the exhibit.

I sent this image to Abend Gallery as a promo shot for my solo show in August. I have resisted selling this painting, holding onto it for the exhibit.

I love color be it muted or bold. Even when it is spelled “colour”, I am still a fan.

The leaves are yet to open on the Aspen trees. Remembering the Fall when they left in a golden blaze.

Wandering around alone in the woods can be magical. It sounds a bit like a metaphor at the moment.

I have a number of projects ongoing today, everyday. This one has a great feel.
On a related note, I always aim to rise above. It seems awful easy to be drug down into the mud.

Atmosphere and lighting are often components of my paintings that drive my work. Finding form yet maintaining a sense of mystery.
I have often come back to sunsets as a subject. Of course it is an undeniably beautiful transition but there is also a bit of sadness. Everything ends, we all know this and we are endlessly reminded. I guess that is part of the appeal of sunsets, the wedding of beauty and sorrow.