Ann and Avery at the Farnsworth

Ann and Avery at the Farnsworth

Oil on Wood

10"X10"

Everything is enhanced by Ann's presence. Milton Avery's "The Typist" at the Farnsworth was no exception on our outing with friends last week to Rockland to fill up on friendship and art.

I love this quote from Rothko:

"What was Avery's repertoire? His living room, Central Park, his wife Sally, his daughter March, the beaches and mountains where they summered; cows, fish heads, the flight of birds; his friends and whatever world strayed through his studio: a domestic, unheroic cast."

My kind of guy.

July Sky

July Sky

Oil on Wood

24"X24"

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Maine is showing its colors again. We are stunned and surprised, as if seeing it for the first time. 

Island Path

Island Path

Oil on Wood

12"X12"

Finding my way back onto the island. It doesn't change, but I do. Starting over. Again. 

Beyond Words

Beyond Words

Oil on Wood

16"X20"

"Art and the Written Word"

Work inspired by text and books.

August 2-27

Studio Gallery

1641 Pacific Ave. - San Francisco

Sweet Spring 2

Sweet Spring 2

Oil on Wood

 12"X12"

I have been listening to Bach's "Well Tempered Clavier" non-stop in recent weeks.

It is so beautiful it makes me weep, and certain passages continue to play in my mind when I am doing daily life away from the studio. That and seeing our Sonoma wild land roaring back to life after having been turned to ash in October is almost overwhelming. There is a carpet of California poppies, and the grasses are taller than we are.

 The genius of Bach and the tenacity of Mother Nature, a two year old's birthday, and frequent gatherings with family, seeing my favorite people for lunch, a walk, or dinner -- that's what I call "Living it Up."

Two Years Ago Today

Birth Day

Oil on Wood

12"X12"

Two Years Ago today.

Time Flies.

Sweet Spring

Sweet Spring

Oil on Wood

20"X16"

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 Grasses and delicate wildflowers spring from the burnt earth in Sonoma. Each week there are more, and baby oaks are showing up everywhere. I don't like change, but I am learning to love the new landscape.