Tuesday, July 31, 2007


"luna"

"beach"

"hamilton.somewhere"

Almost a draft, a draft and now back out in daylight. A fuckin' Lazarus.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Sunday, July 15, 2007


"to think"

"google yahoo"

"another transmission failure"

In personal haven here - in image - where typos are permitted, needed. Sometimes gibberish gets same response as logical thought. Might as well type like a mon.key.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Thursday, July 12, 2007


"Below the Clouds, Real Estate"

Wednesday, July 11, 2007



"July Night Without Fireflies"

"Remembering a Dogwood In Bloom"

Monday, July 9, 2007

Truck, stop

This morning I was getting ready to cross the street mid block and I saw a woman come towards me between two parked cars and she stopped less than a a foot short of being smacked hard by a speeding truck. She did not look before she stepped out....a large truck slammed its brakes and she had good enough reflexes to stop on a dime. If she had tripped, or been tardy, she'd be dead.

Manhattan's daily run of the bulls. A heavy metal Pamplona.

Starting Over (without "any other etc.")

The new collages are almost "pictures of nothing" that are not grounded in a pretty face, sensual pose, or any other etc. They are all mine, my art, and thus purer.

Maybe I should be thankful rather than bitter regarding this summer's loss of a muse.

I am free. I need to reinvent what I do and how I do it and use what I have learned, discovered, and tripped over.

A "WTF" moment suddenly becomes clearer. Precise. Livable. Just zapped by some positive energy - likely the good part of an alternating current.

Sunday, July 8, 2007


"Another day, another hundred dollars"


"Bahia"


"Into the light"


"Sunrise, no, sunset"

Six months of work stopped. Magic has been stepped on.

Saturday, July 7, 2007

At the beach





Pictures are from last weekend at local beach prior to fireworks. I cropped the foreground.




Dunes with good light, cropped also, as is my life these days.

Fireworks night




"Untitled"



"Untitled"



"Simple Answers"

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Wait a MoMa Moment

I went back to Museum of Modern Art today. Spent time in Photography wing and also looking at minimalist exhibit on 3rd floor ("Lines, Grids, Stains, Words") - excellent exhibit of small works from their permanent collection. Highly recommended.

Lines, Grids, Stains, Words presents drawings from the 1960s to the present that conflate the simple and seemingly impersonal formal and compositional vocabularies of Minimal art with references to the physical and the bodily. Concerned with issues of scale and perception rather than content, Minimal art often utilizes industrial fabrication techniques and materials, and its hallmark compositional strategies include straight lines and geometric forms organized in rows, grids, and sequences. But Minimal art's relation to the body, while ever present in the medium of sculpture, is often difficult to discern in studies, sketches, and other related works on paper. This exhibition traces the ways in which remnants of the physical can be found in Minimalist works on paper, beginning in the early 1960s, when the formal conventions were defined and tested, and follows the applications of these vocabularies in reference to the body through the present day. Click here


Saw loveliest woman walking around museum in sun dress - need new model. Plan is to take snapshots and form collages. Had courage to ask one strawberry blond and was turned down, she said she was "too lazy." Alas.

Seascape

Painted small seascape on canvas - beach scene from water looking towards land. Great water and sky. Moves well. Very content with it. Scared to mess up pic by adding flying birds - terns or gulls. Might do so soon then varnish it....

Starting another small canvas of a great blue heron. This is the bird I have painted most often over the years. It is the bird that hooked me on birding many years ago in Brigantine Wildlife Refuge on a perfect early May day. Saw it up close through inexpensive binoculars. It struck, caught a large fish and then swallowed it.

Beautiful moment - like watching Nature show on PBS.

I have not done any collage paintings in a few weeks.