Tuesday, November 29, 2022

#450 • Hide and Be Sought


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We play with it all summer.  Like a beach ball, we toss it up and over itself while we dance naked around a fire in wild abandonment, having been given permission to be primal and fiercely otherworldly. 

But come fall, we play another game with the moon. We slink through the darkness hiding from and dodging it's daggers of light - avoiding this persistent spy that seeps around the edges of drawn window shades. It's a game of-hide-and-be-sought we now play with the moon. To be caught is to give up to the brightest of white beams for all who can't be seen to see.

The Cool of the Moon • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275


Monday, November 21, 2022

#449 • Thanksgiving Patchwork Quilt

 

Colors and the weather have finally cooled off. The greens are disappearing. The ice reappearing. It's a late fall patchwork quilt show for all of those coming home to the coast of Maine this year.

For us up here in the mountains, the snow has taken down that show and replaced it with it's own. I'm not ready to paint that one yet.

Happy Thanksgiving and safe travels out there!

Thanksgiving Patchwork Quilt • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275

Monday, November 14, 2022

#448 • Trees Gone Bare


In this late fall landscape, now a patchwork of fields, hills and mountains dotted and covered with trees gone bare, I have seen the rational behind the structure of nature - the strength and stability of the old as it stimulates the free abandon of the new.

Monday, November 7, 2022

#447 • Just in Case

 

I painted this for myself to remember what the full moon looks like just in case it decides to stay eclipsed. It's election time - ya never know. 

Here you go - everything you need to know about tomorrow morning's lunar eclipse. https://moon.nasa.gov/news/185/what-you-need-to-know-about-the-lunar-eclipse/

Tuesday, November 1, 2022

#446 • Flushing Out the Color


 

The color is ebbing into those deceptive muted and moody hues that most think signify the backside of spectacular. For those of us color hounds however, it is a most intriguing time of year. Like a good challenging who dunnit, we search the landscape, scanning back and forth, up and down - convinced of color there somewhere, knowing that if we blink at just the right time we'll flush it out.

Flushing Out the Color • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275




Monday, October 24, 2022

#445 • The River That Runs Through

 


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Our property borders the Carrabassett River. Almost a week ago, as it consumed the torrential rain we received on it's journey through the valley, the river came up as fast and as dramatically as it does during spring runoff. There's nothing scarier than watching nature throw weight around. It's a reminder of what is ultimately the activities director here on Earth, and what can be a decisive but exquisite killer when riled up. 

In the meantime I conjured up an image of a beautiful, meandering and serene waterway because quite frankly, I don't have the guts to scare the shit out of myself more than I already do out there when I tempt nature.

The River That Runs Through • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12"• $275

Monday, October 17, 2022

#444 • Undulating Waves of Color

 


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It doesn't matter whether of not we have late summer rains - the local knowledge claims more rain, brighter foliage, the fall foliage in Maine is always spectacular especially in the mountains where there are waves upon waves of undulating color. Muted now, the ridges are more at ease, more peaceful and quiet except for those ferocious gusts that fight for the remaining leaves which the trees gladly relinquish for winter bedding.

Undulating Waves of Color • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275