after Matisse
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
stolen view
As the new house reared up next door,
I watched my view up and disappear.
Nothing left now but a memory.
So I painted over my in-progress landscape
with a house.
It looks awful, too.
So I painted over my in-progress landscape
with a house.
It looks awful, too.
Labels:
acrylic 24x24,
awul,
memory,
new house,
stolen view
Friday, April 10, 2015
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
meanwhile
I noticed on my stats page
that this blog is close to flat-lining.
I am still here, painting away.
And always sketching.
I know... it would help to post.
Friday, March 27, 2015
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
studio elf
Do any of you have studio elves?
Or is it just me?
Or is it just me?
Elves are hard to peg.
They ride the fine line in between things.
So while you may not necessarily
want them on your team,
you sure as hell don't want them
playing for the other side.
Just sayin.
They ride the fine line in between things.
So while you may not necessarily
want them on your team,
you sure as hell don't want them
playing for the other side.
Just sayin.
I inherited this one.
He previously lorded it over two other studios that I know of.
I am the only surviving artist.
Hmmm...
Meet MoJo Jim.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
fish on the floor
After forty-four years here,
my oldest best Boulder friend up and left town.
Put her dog and her cat and her fish into her car
and moved to Apalachicola,
of all places.
The fish were so thrilled,
it took one of em just a couple of days
to launch itself up out of the bowl
and onto the floor.
I used Caran d'Ache pencils
to memorialize the poor little tyke.
Saturday, December 6, 2014
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Saturday, November 8, 2014
vision quest
Two days ago,
Ken Elliot generously posted a YouTube
about the blind artist Sargy Mann.
I'll see you and raise you, Ken,
with Lennart Anderson.
Labels:
Ken Elliot,
Lennart Anderson,
vision quest
Monday, November 3, 2014
Thursday, October 23, 2014
the reefer door
In our house, there are few photo albums.
Any image worth saving winds up on
the refrigerator door.
Once there, it becomes a part of an ever-changing collage,
Now and then, I take a picture of it.
The top right one was of an especially fine door.
The top right one was of an especially fine door.
Here's part of this week's incarnation:
I think every reefer door should have
at least one piece of kid's art on it,
In this case, the artist is my grand niece, Julianna.
The Zappa bumpersticker
is the only political schmear I can stomach.
What's on your reefer door?
Labels:
collage,
Julianna,
kid's art,
the reefer door,
Zappa bumpersticker
Friday, October 17, 2014
heart of the matter
This is the heart of one of our heirloom tomatoes.
Here it is, past the middle of October,
and we still haven't had a frost,
so the garden is producing like a jungle.
Strange fruit.
Not to belabor the point, but I still can't see well.
Next week, I have an appointment with
a corneal specialist.
I'm hoping he can get to the heart of the matter.
As they say,
the emeffing saga continues.
Labels:
cornea,
heart of the matter,
heirloom tomato,
October jungle,
saga,
strange fruit
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Monday, September 8, 2014
seymour
I know it's corny,
but he says his name is
Seymour.
He popped out of the depths
of this last underpainting.
I'm hoping he's right.
Labels:
acrylic 8x10,
corny,
right,
seymour,
underpainting
Sunday, September 7, 2014
piece of cake
Shelley Smart grew up just up the coast from me.
Or down the coast, as they say on the coast.
I never met her there. Still haven't.
That's because I met her here in blogland.
When I had mentioned Day's lobster rolls in a post,
she popped up like clam squirt.
Said she grew up with the Day's kids,
went to school with them,
while I was growing up on their lobster rolls.
Wicked small world.
Shelley comments that she's also having
cataract surgery in a couple of weeks.
If I were there (Oxnard, I think), we'd do lunch.
I'd buy you a lobster roll, Shell,
and tell you it's
a piece of cake.
How ironic... there's an eye in the window.
Labels:
cataract,
Day's,
eye,
lobster roll,
piece of cake,
Shelley Smart,
small world,
window
Friday, September 5, 2014
facing the day
This underpainting will have to do for now.
Actually, I think I like it as is.
Best not touch it.
I don't know...
near as I can tell, it looks fine.
Yah?
Labels:
acrylic 8x10,
as is,
facing the day,
underpainting
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
tenacity
One month after cataract surgery,
my right eye is still wrong.
In addition to blurry, it's now also red, itchy and swollen.
Turns out I'm allergic to the eye drops.
Tenacity
will keep me hanging on until I can see again.
This simple reminder is my gift to you:
Take nothing for granted;
Take nothing for granted;
get grateful now!
Thursday, August 28, 2014
just another rainbow
I know, I know.
A rainbow.
But it's never just another one
when it lands in your yard.
Stranger than strange
when viewed with
a clear yellow eye and a blurry blue eye.
Sort of an experimental
twisted sister color school.
Labels:
color school,
experimental,
rainbow,
strange,
twisted sister
Saturday, August 16, 2014
new blues
Last April, I switched to abstract.
Just as well.
I had cataract surgery this past week.
Only my right eye, this time.
My left-eye vision looks old and yellow;
the right eye shows bright new blues.
Didn't Monet see new blues before his lights went out?
Now Google insinuates that my account's been hijacked.
Never a dull moment.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
sugar plums
Midsummer dreaming...
A neighbor's artful Barbie collection
hangs on her garden fence
so dogs can dream
of dancing sugar plums.
Makes my dog
positively lecherous.
Labels:
dancing,
dog,
lecherous,
midsummer dreaming,
sugar plums
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Halle-agua!
After spending the last 10 months
waltzing with the waters,
pumping and drying and digging,
running from it and chasing it,
the new well up at the ranch is finally in
and there's finally water in the house.
Did I say "finally"?
Finally.
Sing halle-agua!!!
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