The water's edge

Pin ItNot far from my home here is a beautiful little park right on the bay called Colt State Park. Below are some of the paintings of the waters edge and it's many moods. I love the contrast of the bathers on the rocks in all it's summer color and the kayaker at dusk in the fog.

Colt rock bathers

Colt Kayak at foggy dusk

Colt boulder low tide

Colt shore tussock

Culverts

Pin ItWater. It is the single greatest force for shaping nature and landscapes. Humans funnel it, try to capture it, but it still is a wild thing constantly on the move changing our world. I have been interested in those places where mans efforts to direct it's movements meet the moment that it is free again.  I did a series of paintings of culverts that have an interesting mix of visual structure and quiet fluid reflection. Culverts.

The colors and architecture of the Grand Canyon

Pin ItI have always been completely in awe of the grand canyon and the many paintings that have been done by the great landscape masters and many others there. Though I didn't take the reference photographs myself, there are almost unlimited views to find the landscape there is so visited. I wanted to explore some very saturated color and banded forms in these two paintings. The heavy speckling I painted in gave me the opportunity to capture some of that shimmering and unreal sense of color that the canyon can have in certain light where it seems to almost blister and bubble with colors that are more than could actually be there.

Grand Canyon at dusk

The Lily Pond

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Not far from where I live is an old mansion with grounds that are open to the public.  It is called Blythewold and I go there often to find subjects for my work. One of the more enchanting places on the grounds is the lily pond. It seems to constantly offer opportunities for looking at it in new ways.

The many moods of rocky shores

One of my favorite subjects is the rock and ledge that lives at the line between land and sea.  There is a lot of it up and down the east coast here and it has so many moods. I love the madly varied colors and stepped, cracked surfaces so deeply etched by the perpetual waves.

Bar Harbor Thunder hole

Northern Maine morning tidal pools

Barrington Beach sea grass after storm

Vancouver seaweed low tide

Pine brooms

Pin ItIn a small park near my home called Hanes Park, there are several older pine trees with intensely dense growths on them called "Pine Brooms."  These growths presented such opportunity to bring out the static chaos and gestures that the more oderly trees without these sematic mutations lacked.  I am personally attracted to the beauty of asymmetry and imperfection.  I also love the oily, pitch-created kaleidoscope of colors that can be pulled out of the tessellated pine bark.  For me, they become almost jewel toned and act as wonderful moments of contrast to the colors in the broom.

Hanes pine broom #1

Hanes pine broom #2

Dusk understory

Pin ItI have always been fascinated by the complexities of criss crossing branches and how they carve up space. What better time to push those forms to their graphic base then dusk just when the light is fading fast and colors compress to a narrow band on the color wheel. This is a painting from along the Barrington River in winter near my home. I really felt the tiny puzzle shapes of color scattered throughout the images and loved pushing to deep indigos and cyans.  the abstract of the colors capture between the slashing branch shapes was fun finding the right mix of related shades.

Barrington River dusk understory

Branches

I did a series of paintings looking upwards into tree canopies during winter. the trees were bare of leaves here on the east coast and the branches cut the sky into beautiful shapes like a stained glass window.

Blythewold old oak panorama

Blythewold beach canopy

Blythewold Larch

Pathways

On Mount Desert Isle there are wonderful paths that roam all through the park.  They serve as ways to get places and as destinations from which to view some of the park's greatest vistas and features.  I became fascinated by the paths themselves with their deeply compacted earth worn bald of grasses and plants from years of nature pilgrims shuffling along them.  Each turn became its own destination with sea smells and sounds of rustling leaves cooly intruding on my concentration for guiding my steps.  Each of these three path paintings had a different story and promise of old secrets if I'd just continue a little further.  Each explores atmosphere, light and color differently because the narrative asked me to.  I am especially drawn to the struggle between the roots and the granite bedrock polished and exposed only by the passing of human feet.

Bar Harbor cliffside path

Bar Harbor approaching the stairs

Bar Harbor slanted stone path

Coggeshell coop

Behind one of the barn buildings at Coggeshell farm is this marvelous old coop or pen,  I could have worked with this in so many ways but the structure of it and the "not quite four-square" nature of everything just wanted to be seen straight on so that it could tell you about its quirks and warps.  Those wonderfully interrupted angular shadows take you right around the corner to the field and tree disappearing in the moisture thickened air.

Coggeshell Farm coop

Coggeshell farm barn and coop

At the two century old Coggeshell farm here in Rhode Island there are a number of outbuildings that wear their age and function like mossy old oaks in a forest.  Nothing here is made to be false or evocative by design.  They simply are evocative and take me quickly to another time and way of life.  I am hypnotized by the textures and the play of shapes and lines creating compositions that are structured and yet richly imperfect.  The colors I see in these planks just need to be coaxed up and out to tell the story of the misty morning and quietness of the landscape out of time.

Coggeshell farm shed doors

coggeshell farm barn in mist

Coggeshell farm rusting implements

Blythewold rock beach

This painting shows some of the wonderful and colorful complexity that has grown on the rocks and debris at the water's edge along the naragansett bay here in Rhode Island.  Blythewold is a marvelous old mansion and grounds that are open to the public and this view was found along their beach.  It is a place full of the cries of gulls and the rushing shushing noise of the constant wave lapping.
The shapes are so rich.  Click on the image and then zoom in on the big rock to see abstracts just jump off the page.

Blythewold Rock beach