San francisco — The dog sat on the floor under the easel. She stared at me. I leaned over and placed the first piece of paper on the table. The paper was from Florence. A whole box of it that I bought ten years ago when I studied there. I liked the textured deckled edges and the heafty weight of each cold pressed sheet. Shortly after laying down one piece of paper, there were four. Then nine. Then 24. Then 36. ...
Örebro — It was in the middle of the summer. The weather was warm and humid like a hot breath, but really fickle. That day old friends had come from out of town. We’d found a pub that had opened up their slidi...
Wellington — We think this artist is going to be famous. I guess it doesn’t matter what we think. Whether someone becomes well known and successful is not up to us, but I do like Negin Dastgheib’s paintings, the n...
Philadelphia — at least 9 ways.
When I saw this painting in one of the cucinas in Guimaras, I knew, I fell in love.
Why there is no such thing as too much sketching
pick a spot, any spot, and trust that something interesting will materialize while you paint
around 1400 and heavily overcast: neighbor’s house. oil on loose cotton canvas, 6 x 8 inches, 2014
around 2300, somewhere in my mind, oil on loose cotton canvas, 6 x 8 inches, 2014
value study of ripen pear, oil on canvas, 6 x 9, 2014
view from my studio: the dumpster
around noon along red clay creek
An added bonus of having a wife that attends art school, are art swaps.
oh thou great white wall! how many ways may my eyes gaze upon thee?
property on south and 17th streets, philadelphia, pa, oil on panel, 8 by 10 inches, 2013
gift from my friend, a plein air painting of the East Bay in Bay Area.
we miss you Julia!
Spraypaint fumes and a cheese sandwhich and 36 little paintings.
Hub of Underpaid Talent