Monthly Archives: August 2009

Speaking of tomatoes

My good friend Elizabeth has written a lovely blog entry about tomatoes and… sex. Yes, tomatoes are sexy.

They knew that in 1940’s, when pretty girls were referred to “tomatoes.” At least I think that’s what they meant.

You should check out her informative and delightful essay, entitled “Love Apple,” here.

You can view her entire blog, Elizabeth in This World, here:

It’s all good stuff.

I’ve nominated Elizabeth’s juicy blog for inclusion in an upcoming issue of  Creative Nonfiction– right here. And you can, too!


The social networking sites always ask for status updates. What are you doing? What’s on your mind?

What’s on my mind, as it usually is this time of year, is beauty. Whatever that is. There’s something about late summer and early fall that make me vacillate between taking a treacly joy in the pleasures all around- the voluptuous tomatoes in my weedy overgrown garden, the music of crickets punctuated by snapping katydids in the dark night air- and feeling recurring seizures of melancholia that keep taking hold of my shoulders as if from nowhere. Maybe it’s the uncertainty of when all this will end that makes late summer seem more beautiful. We don’t know when the first frost will arrive and blacken the vines.

As for social networking, I’ve suspended my facebook account for the time being. It makes me even more neurotic than usual and creates a constant sort of mental static when what I need most now is quiet withdrawal and concentration. I’m hoping to finish some more of these canvases in my studio in time for my show.

The Very Thought of You

I like this so much – with the exception of the yellow text running across- I could just bust.

“Bad art painting”

is a search term that leads to this blog, apparently. I’m not sure how to take this, but I suppose any hit is better than none.

I should avoid looking at the stats.

Rest in peace, Ted Kennedy.

It’s Raining Today

Again. A little bit.


Oil on canvas, 16″ x 16″.


I’m happy about finishing this one without overworking it.

I may grab “Yo Veulo” back and rework it, try to simplify it and paint some parts out if I have time.

Dreadful sinus infection and low energy.

Elizabeth (godspeed and the shimmering glimpse)

Oil on canvas, 16″ x 16″.


Summer Storms

We have had more rain in Denver this summer than I can remember, ever.

Our garden has thus far escaped the hail. I cross my fingers for continued good fortune.

Bird Man at the Bottom of the Well

Oil on canvas, 12″ x9″.birdmanweb

Sore throat and a pervasive feeling of despondency.

Adam’s Rib

Oil on canvas, 16″ x 23″.

Adam's Rib

Making steady progress toward finishing the paintings for my September show, despite having caught another annoying cold.