Category Archives: contemporary art

Beasty Boy

Oil on canvas, 5″ x 5″. The dog is imaginary, but I like scruffy looking terrier faced dogs in general- and I think they bear a facial resemblance to some wolf spiders, the teddy bears of the spider world.

 

The tragic shooting in Tucson has been on my mind a great deal. I watched Obama’s speech and wept.  The invocation of “mental illness” and the attitude that this explains it all and we need look no further troubles me. Writing for Slate, Vaughan Bell addresses this issue here.

“…it’s likely that some of the people in your local bar are at greater risk of committing murder than your average person with mental illness.”

-Vaughan Bell, “Crazy Talk,” Slate

Woodpecker Woman

Oil on canvas, 26″ x 20″.

The Hubris of Hare

Oil on canvas, 6″ x 6″.

I will be showing a handful of new small paintings, including this one, at the Zip 37 Gallery Members’ Show, which opens this December 17 and runs until January 23.

24th Annual Fine Art Market Show and Sale at the Arvada Center

for Arts and Humanities.

Many wonderful local artists display their wares at this show, and the opening reception is lovely; beautiful young people in ties walk around with trays of pastries and things, offering them up. I will have 13 pieces in this exhibit. Most are tiny and brand new. There is also a new thing this year for people who have cell phones (i.e., everyone on the planet except me). You can dial in a number and hear each artist say whatever they’ve chosen to say about their work. What a world!

We Passed the Setting Sun

Oil on wood, 12″ x 12″.

Genie

Oil on canvas, 12″ x 9″

Bibelot

I will have the following paintings at “Bibelot,” a show of miniatures hosted by Kanon Collective in the Santa Fe Art District in Denver. The Show opens this First Friday, December 3 and runs until December 31. Thanks, Kanon!

“Blindsight,” oil on canvas, 12″ x 12.”

“The Angel of Death has a Girl in Every Port,” oil on canvas, 11″ x 14″.

“The Voice in the Waves,” 14″ x 11″.

Biblelot may sound like it has something to do with pillars of salt and tie-wearing strangers who come knocking at your door with poorly illustrated pamphlets about lambs and lions, but it doesn’t. The dictionary tells me it is a “small object of curiosity, beauty, or rarity.”

Insomnia

Wrapping more monotypes.

But I have run out of matboard and really want to get tired now.

Deep treacly blues

I’ve never been to Michigan. I love this song.

I’m in the process of wrapping some monotypes to put out as ‘bin work.’

I can’t seem to keep my hands off them, though. I  keep having a go at them with colored pencils. After they’ve been photographed. Or recorded through a scanner, poorly.

Always with the fish. I don’t even eat fish. Maybe that’s what’s wrong with me.

 

Galatea

Oil on canvas, 8″ x 8″.