Artwork
This piece gets personal for me. It’s a prominent headland on a stretch of California’s coast that always reminds me of my grandparents who moved somewhere behind those mountains on the right when I was about 10 years old. We’d go visit them occasionally, always bummed that they didn’t have a TV or “anything to […]… ► CONTINUE READING
The Blessing of the Fleet
An Invitation
I read the invitation on the last falling leaves of our apple tree. Fall days like this are the best.“Come as you are” is all it said.So we went.Barefoot and happy.Soon enough I found myself standing on the wet sand while painting this one as this shaded creek flowed out to sea around and beneath […]
Rise and Shine
Chromatic Water Theory XIII: Abstract Jazz
Painted partially live at the Basement in Arcata, then finished recently for the Redwood Coast Music Festival. It’s been a ton of fun creating artwork for the festival, and at the festival as well. This Chromatic Water Theory series was literally born in the presence of world class jazz musicians performing in the Morris Graves […]… ► CONTINUE READING
A Man Among Giants… and Also His Cat
Over 20 years ago I read a story in the local press about an artist that would spend weeks on end out in the high mountain backcountry, living out of tent and cave, painting daily. Surviving snow and rock and ice and fire. On his return he’d see civilization’s blur of concrete and impatience through […]… ► CONTINUE READING
Between the Music and the Beer
A Fresh Perspective
Deep Calls to Deep
“The only people for me are the mad ones: the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who… burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles.” ⠀-Jack Kerouac, American Poet and Novelist (1922-1969)⠀Printed and taped on my father’s fridge by […]… ► CONTINUE READING
La Tavola
As the Wheel Turns
End of the Rose
Cloud Theory
Waters Above
The Father, the Son, and a Very Still Wind
Ballad of a Crystal Man
Architecture, As a Weapon
Solitaire
Facts and Fiction
Drink the Chicken
The City by the Bay
Doubting Thomas and the Pope
Beneath the Surface
The Dining Room
It can be anything you want. Stone stairs lead down to an empty room that couldn’t contain the view so they left the walls and roof off altogether.It can be a community kitchen where breakfast burritos are served to surfers exiting the water on a cold clear morning.It can be a music hall.It can be […]… ► CONTINUE READING