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Friday, May 13, 2016


I have new work based on travels to the Skagit Valley area of Washington State in an exhibit at the Hill Center Galleries in DC:
"Gather In"
Hill Center Galleries in Hill Center at Old Naval Hospital
May 5- June 17th
Opening Reception: May 17th 6-8 pm
921 Pennsylvania Avenue SE
Washington, DC 20003

"Gather In" 30x30 oil

Saturday, May 7, 2016


Here is a somewhat somber poem for a beautiful spring day:

O let me not die in the cold gray of winter
And let me not die in the merciless heat of summer
And let me not die in the giddy, heedless spring
But let me die in fall with an honor guard of color

Farm Evening 12x12

Saturday, April 16, 2016

a month later

My plan was to post again a month later on the day of my quote from 2015- missed it by a day.  Clearly the flowers are on a different schedule this year!  The flowers on my lilac bush have bloomed and are starting to wither.  Curiously we are seeing a lot of butterflies already. 

Here is some new work- some pastels in a larger size than I usually do. They are from a trip a couple years ago to St. George Bermuda. 

Wednesday, March 9, 2016


In March spring is still tentative and not entirely trustworthy, but every week now clearly demarcates the passage of time.  Right now is very specific and different from five days ago.   I just found an entry in my journal dated April 15, 2015,  “The crocus flowers have melted away, those flowers that were such a surprise a month ago, coming so hard on the heels of snow.  The daffodils are starting to wither as we come into the hour for tulips, cups of sheer color.  If there is an exact point of red on the color spectrum it lives in a tulip.  Flurries of whitish pink cherry blossoms fly off trees, giving ground to the green leaves.  Lilac flowers wait in the wings now, dusty dark purple nubs.  Yesterday it rained all day.  A slender wet slug felt its way across the window screen.  Bird song coming through the open window is inventive and plentiful now.”

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

a poem and two paintings

Here is a little poem for a today:

           The sudden heavy rain-
          “its like a waterfall now”
          she said looking out
          through the plate glass windows
          of the coffee shop.

 I've always been intrigued with the challenge of painting a mountain in a small two dimensional space that does more than just create a realistic illusion.  I don't know how many times I have taken photos of mountains only to be disappointed with the little 4x6 glossy print in my hand.  It always fails to convey their massive presence.  So here are two more attempts.  The first is from our trip to the Isle of Skye in Scotland a year ago, and the second is from Skagit Valley, Washington State where once a year fields of tulips blaze color below snow capped mountains.  

Mountains of the Mind 2 22x28

Mountains of the Mind 3 22x28

Monday, February 1, 2016

new pastels

Tulip vendor in Skagit Valley, WA

house with a view in St. George, Bermuda

St. George, Bermuda