On the Easel

onthe easelA work in progress – I was not happy with the perspective on the latest painting. It still has some major tweaks before I can begin getting down to business – yesterday I made some major adjustments.  That is the nice thing about oils, you can just go in and lay in paint and change the entire underpainting – as long as you are not working over a layer of impasto.

I am not looking for realism in my paintings as much as impact. I love exaggerated angles, and play with perspective.

And speaking of perspective, your outlook on life consists entirely of perspective. Continue reading »

This and That

On the Easel - Ghosttown International TruckAUGUST 25 UPDATE:

For those that regularly read my blog, you will have noticed that it has been incommunicado for the past three days. This is due to the total incompetence on the end of the web hosting company, MochaHost.

The site is still not fully functional – I cannot add new posts, for instance. The technical support crew from MochaHost has been less than forthcoming, refusing to respond to most of my inquiries or to offer any status updates.

Anyway – at least my email is functional, and the site looks like it is working to most observers.

In some personal news, it has been quite an exciting week. I have been stumping for the better part of the year looking for gainful employment. Continue reading »

Joe’s in Seattle

Joes Bar SeattleJoe’s Bar, Seattle  – oil on canvas, 8″x10″, $100

While I use photographs for reference for my bar paintings – it is not feasible in most cases to set up easel and to paint inside the establishment – I have until now held fast to the rule that I must frequent the establishment more than once, preferably much more, before accepting it as a theme for a painting.

However, I have a friend that has a similar proclivity for dive bars. He was in Seattle last year, and did a ten stop “dangerous dive bar tour”, hitting all of the supposed less reputable bars in the downtown Seattle area. Joe’s Bar was one of those stops. After a drunken exchange on Facebook, he emailed me an image surreptitiously taken with his iPhone.

I needed some new material for a bar painting, and being too broke to go our drinking on my own, I lived (and painted) vicariously.


Big Dipper over the Sonoran DesertThe big Dipper on the horizon of the Sonoran Desert. You will have to click on the image to enlarge it enough to see the detail. I have never seen the Big Dipper as large as I have in the southwest skies.

I had to nudge the contrast of the photo a bit in Photoshop, but you can clearly see the subject.

Liz, Mike and I drove out to First Water tonight to watch the Perseid meteor showers. The biggest benefit of living in Apache Junction is that we are less than fifteen minutes drive into the desert wilderness, with little light pollution.

We drove to First Water, and parked, set up our folding chairs, and cracked open our 16 ounce aluminum bottles of Miller Lite. I wasn’t able to capture any of the streaks – did you know the largest of the particles from the comet Swift-Tuttle, the source of the Perseid meteor showers, are the size of peas when they hit the Earth’s atmosphere, bursting into fiery contrails as they obliterate themselves in a matter of milliseconds?

Anyway, we had a great time. The weather was perfect, a cool breeze was constant. We saw a coyote on our way back home, slinking across the road, ducking our headlights. This was my first coyote sighting. I have spotted several roadrunners – beep beep. I suppose these coyotes are really wiley…



On the Easel

Goldfield TruckThere is nothing more intimidating than a blank canvas, and we won’t even get into the fact that it was a large, blank canvas.

I lacked any material in my archives to paint a large-scale bar painting. Yet, still, the canvas sat in the corner of the studio, mocking me.

I played around with a large-scale landscape. I have fun doing the smaller landscapes – but I am not a landscape painter. There are many artists that would do the subject more justice than I can. However, if the work is to be salable, it has to have a southwest theme; after all, I am not a pure abstractionist. Continue reading »

Bright Ideas from a Dim Bulb

Bright Ideas“Bright Ideas…” ; mixed-media assemblage – $125

I didn’t mean to get on a political bent, but, that seems to be the way that I am… bent.

This piece addressed a narrow-minded group in Millville, NJ – a group that was against anything that reeked of progress.

Now, I am bent – and the bend lends towards fiscal conservatism, while I am more liberal on social issues, hence my moniker the “unRepublican Republican”.

I do not care what two people are doing in the privacy of their bedroom, regardless of their sex or the deviancy of their acts. And, if it is none of my business, it is certainly not the business of any elected official.

I deeply adhere to the principles of the Declaration of Independence that “all men (people) are created equal” and that we have the right to the “pursuit of happiness” (no guarantee of, only the right to seek) as long as we do not trample the rights of our fellow human beings.

This leaves me in a political quandary. What party do I join?  I love a good party!  The problem is that I am not cool enough for the one party, and not good looking enough for the other. I am stuck partying alone… Continue reading »

Jesus was a Communist

Jesus was a Communist“Jesus was a Communist” –  mixed media, assemblage – $150

Yes, the title of this piece raises eyebrows. The inspiration for this piece was from The Acts of the Apostles, the first book in the New testament after that four Gospels. The Book of Acts supposedly relates the trials and tribulations of the early church right after Jesus’ death, resurrection and ascension.

The first order of business was to draw lots (gamble) in order to select a successor for Judas, who had hung himself to death.

This piece is based on Acts chapter 2, verse 44:

…and all those believing were at the same place, and had all things common…
Young’s Literal Translation

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New Superstition Sawblade Clock

sawblade clockSuperstition Sawblade Clock – Red desert skies. $45 plus shipping.

This is one of three clocks I have available – they seem to be going pretty quickly, which is a good problem to have.

The clock faces are six-inch circular saw blades, primed and hand-painted with desert landscape scenes.

The clock works are quartz, and run on a single AA battery.  I have eight more ready to be built, waiting on more clock innards.  Anyway – I have three ready to ship, and more in the queue.



Happy Birthday, Dad

Korean VetMy father was born this day in 1931, he would have been 82 years old, today.

My dad was right about everything, even when he was wrong. I suppose I inherited that from him.

He told to to get a career in accounting because there is no money in being an artist – he was correct on that one. I didn’t listen to him, I rarely did until it was too late.

Since he passed, the family has scattered even further than we were before. My mom is in Texas, and I am in Arizona. My cousins, the ones that are still alive, cover the four corners of this country – I wouldn’t know them if I ran into them. We never were a close family. But one thing we did, we took care of each other. I suppose that is what counts.