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ABSTRACTS: Sometimes
it's fun to just let the paint tell its own tale. These works are done with
a razorblade, brush, and a toothpick. They have an affinity to the abstract
expressionists of the 1950's. |
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COSMIC
DEBRIS: This title comes from a
song on Frank Zappa's album 'Apostrophe'. I have used it quite a bit
to label boxes containing hard to define objects that have a personal, mysterious
resonance or cryptic potential. As to this gallery, it seems to embrace
art that may be singular in a sense yet that works as a good neighbor to
others of an odd lot. |
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DREAMINGS:
Dreamings to the Australian aborigine have existed since the beginning of
time and represent the eternal or the 'everywhen'. I have followed the visual
style of the acrylic paintings of the aborigines to explore the energies
that radiate about my subjects. |
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PORTRAITS:
This series of portraits are of my artistic heroes. It is interesting that
they were all doing their thing in the 1950's. Beckett, Rothko, and Feldman
represent theater, painting, and music, respectively, plus the cross-pollination
of these disciplines. Lord Buckley has been an unseen mentor to me for over
thirty years. |
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SEASIDE:
Living
in New Smyrna Beach has awakened for me a deep appreciation for the ocean
and her inhabitants. So far,I have done only these paintings of my aquatic
neighbors but look forward to doing many more studies of not only the ocean's
wonders but also those of the estuary on which we are blessed to live. |
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SMALL
WONDERS: While searching for new
subjects to paint I noticed a whirlwind of dragonflies in my yard and decided
that their delicate wings would be an excellent place to play with watercolors.
The scarab beetle's shell was also an inviting canvas. I look forward to
capturing crickets, frogs, and lots of other little critters in the not
too distant future.
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STONES:
My fascination with standing stone circles and their builders goes way back.
I have done several paintings of the Stones of Callanish, which are on the
Isle of Lewis in Scotland. Also Newgrange in Ireland has a strange attraction
for me. I often wonder if, in a former life, I helped to lug those stones
into place.
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