
A year ago I had a solo show at Elliott Fouts Gallery. This is one of the many pieces sold at that exhibit. I flew down for the opening, such a fun trip and great gallery. Part of the appeal of solo shows is the adventure!

A year ago I had a solo show at Elliott Fouts Gallery. This is one of the many pieces sold at that exhibit. I flew down for the opening, such a fun trip and great gallery. Part of the appeal of solo shows is the adventure!

This painting is part of a collection of works I am putting together for my first show of the year. The show is called “Woodlands”, it is a two person show. My paintings and some intriguing sculptures by another artist. The gallery is called Higher Art Gallery. The exhibit opens May 1st, happens to be my birthday.

Lightning helps clear a person’s mind. I am chased off the lake by storms at least twice every summer.
It is nice to work on a larger scale again. I have some 40″x30″ panels ready so will be working even larger!
As a kid I never painted a square painting. I liked a rectangular format that could be a tall image or a wide image.
Often on Instagram people will comment about how they like the unusual shape of some of my custom made panels. With my contrary nature it makes me avoid unusual shapes!
Again I started thinking about sanding down some huge square panels I have buried in the attic. I realized part of the draw of the square format is the extra blank quality. The shape has no compositional interest. Sure a large square has a modern appeal but to me there is something so stark and empty about the square format. The painting is everything.

Studio light alone shines on this moonscape commission. Last look at this one, it was packed up and shipped to its new home.
People ask about the brush I used in a particular Instagram Story. Folks get excited, then it seems incredibly important to me. Where is that brush have I lost it or did I accidentally throw it out? Was that brush the reason that painting worked? Can a paint anymore without said brush? Seeming doubtful now…
A strange life driven to create. My motives are pure, I continue my work. Grumpy old man… I may well be.
Not sure where I put that brush…

A little commission I finished yesterday morning. These days I am focusing on my upcoming exhibits but I am still taking a few commissions to keep things rolling.

A meditation cloaked in winter.
The title sounds like I am putting down some nice lady but I don’t know any Dawns!

An older piece that now resides in Hong King.

These paintings are finally boxed and shipping to Horizon Fine Art Gallery in Jackson, Wyoming. My Dad is from Wyoming so I have always had a love for the state. Growing up we were constantly taking road trips to Wyoming. I should have moved to Wyoming, always intended to.