Landscape

Landscapes are forever protean, moving from our outer perceptions to our inner imagery. They have a fluidity that other figurative painting doesn’t. They are not constrained by anatomy, and are easily convinced to morph their colors and their positions in geography and memory. We readily accept strangeness in a landscape that we might resist in a face, a body or even a house. We know that they speak equally of what we see and what we sense. For me that is a realm of ecstatic possibilities. Or mundane deliriums. And sometimes a way to nail down a memory/emotion with oil & dirt. Then my eyes can lick over it as my head turns, it can inhabit my home with an echo of other homes, other lands, other planes; otherness made palpable.

All images will enlarge & many have stories

Doodle Beach

Doodle Beach

 

Dark Sea

Dark Sea

 

Pink Tree

Pink Tree

Kiss

Kiss

 

Portrait of Long Ji

Portrait of Long Ji

 

Portrait of the Li River

Portrait of the Li River

Portrait of the Andes Creek

Portrait of the Andes Creek

Doorway

Doorway

 

Portrait of the Hudson River

Portrait of the Hudson River

Green

Green

Phosphor

Phosphor

 

Break & Find

Break & Find

Mattapoisette

Mattapoisette

Small Memory

Small Memory

Under the Tartufala Tree

Under the Tartufala Tree