Wednesday, April 26, 2017

IN A FLASH

"Flashbulb Camera" oil on board (12" x 12") 2017
Before the digital age, photography was loaded with equipment and gadgets even for the average consumer. Every family had their main household camera for documenting special occasions. If your event occurred indoors then the flash unit had to be attached to the camera. The bulbs popped in the second that the photo was taken. It then became a blistered, bumpy cast off that I found to be fascinating. Running my fingers over the knobby reject was a very tactile experience. There was nothing else I could compare it to.
A few months ago while visiting Renninger's,  one of my favorite haunts, I found this old relic and I had to have it for a model in my studio. Now I think I need more to keep it company.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

NARCISSUS

Narcissus, according to Greek mythology and our old friend Edith Hamilton who I remember from my Latin class, was a beautiful youth who rejected the nymph Echo and fell in love with his own reflection in a pool. There is a quote from him crying to Echo, "

"Hands off! I would rather die than you should have me!"

So he yearned for his own image and was changed into the flower.

We have enjoyed our narcissus flowers in the garden this spring. I love how delicate yet sturdy they are when surrounded by their daffodil cousins. As of this morning they are finished but I managed to do a few paintings while they were here.

"Narcissus on Blue" oil on canvas. (9" x 12") 2017

"Narcissus on Yellowe" oil on canvas. (6" x 14") 2017

Saturday, April 8, 2017

EGGS and SPRINGTIME

Took my daily walk along Stony Run today. Things are really ready to burst forth now. The birds are busy making nests and singing noisy songs. The  moist ground is covered with green growth of all types. Spring is here without further delay. And the neighborhood children are anticipating their annual Easter egg hunt in the meadow this afternoon.  All this leads me to doing a couple of paintings of eggs. Not Easter eggs, but eggs ready to be poached, scrambled, fried or hard boiled.

"Eggies" oil on board, (6" x 6") 2017

"Eggies, Too" oil on canvas, (4" x 6") 2017

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

DC TRANSIT SNOW SWEEPER MAKES SWEET DREAMS

Happy New Year!  I've always wanted to paint a  streetcar snow sweeper and this one is broken down as the white stuff melts.
"DC Transit Snow Sweeper" oil on canvas ( 14" x 24") 2016

I love this Washington, D.C. intersection where New York Avenue, 13th St. and H Street meet. The building in the right background is now the National Museum of Women in the Arts.

I have a friend named Mike who grew up in DC and he says about that building,
"when I was a kid, it was the Town Theatre where I would occasionally go to see a movie.  It's one of those old buildings city planners targeted for demolition and replacement before mayor-for-life Barry got his historic building preservation legislation passed."

This intersection is close to where I frequently bought art supplies at the former Utrecht Linens at 13th & I st NW. When Utrecht opened in Baltimore I quit traveling to DC so much. But I have fond memories of that neighborhood. Fourteenth St. was still in business with a few "men's entertainment arcades." There was a bus station that  later had to make way for the Verizon Center construction. And parking all day was $7 on a gravel lot over on I street. From there I could walk to the mall for some great art exhibitions or just hang around to watch the life on the streets of NW DC. I was particularly fond of the area around the National Portrait Gallery. There were still small shops, stereo and liquor stores that were in their last days of existence. Those drowsy days of DC were indeed being swept away.

Sunday, October 23, 2016

CLOWN SIGHTINGS from the past

It's in the news and all over social media....there are clown sightings everywhere.  Most of the clowns are described as menacing and/or evil. Even the NewYork Times has written about this resurgence of clown appearances or visions.

 During my childhood,  clowns entertained children and families at circuses and parties. They were sort of amusing, like Clarabell on the Howdy Doody Show. But there was an intimidating quality some of these clowns possessed even then. After all,  Clarabell was intensely mute and forced to mime until the final episode of Howdy. I never was bothered by the circus clowns who seemed like harmless goofs.

There was another clown in my childhood that left such an impression that I had to paint him. This one was probably constructed of papier mâché and beckoned all to join him inside Laff in the Dark, a scary fun-house ride at Gwynn Oak Park in Baltimore, MD. And I will add that this was my favorite ride at the park.
"Laff in the Dark" oil on canvas (16" x 20") 2004

"Welcome to Gwynn Oak" oil on paper 920" x 20") 2004

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

IT'S HOT!

It has been a typical Baltimore July with heat and humidity. My trusty General Electric Fan has been moving the air in my studio every day. I honored its service with an oil painting last week.
"Fan: Trusty General Electric in Motion" oil on board (12" x 16") 2016

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Comforting Blue Beauties of Summer

The hydrangeas in our garden are bursting forth with hues of pink, purple, lavender and blue. We have eight bushes and no two are exactly the same color. There is one that stands out with the most brilliant blue blossoms imaginable. I snipped a few flower heads to bring to the studio over the weekend. I wanted to remember how much they comforted me in my melancholia entwined with sweet memories of Thierry Jeannier who left us too soon last month. Rest in Peace dear man. You were a genuine friend and  beloved son to us and we miss you every day.
"Bluest Hydrangeas" oil on board ( 13" x 10") 2016