Saturday, February 23, 2008
portrait of the artist
Monday, January 21, 2008
sun rising over collosal stone donut half
fish face and salvadear
self portrait with tunnel vision
self portrait with tunnel vision
cliff-top tree and bethany from circles
Thursday, November 29, 2007
anguished moon canoer
consterned
laundry
it never stops
feeding Fynn sleepy
dark face
subway legs
Golden Eggs
mild disbelief
Monday, November 26, 2007
mildly disgusted
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Foghorny
Monday, October 01, 2007
Dear Mike-
Friday, September 14, 2007
Just Finished ...
Oil on Canvas, about 3' by 4'
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Current Obsession - Work in Progress
Self-Portrait 2007 - Finished
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Self Portrait - work in progress
Paula's Trees ... finished
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Current Work in Progress
Snarling Lamb
Monday, September 11, 2006
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Saturday, July 09, 2005
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Friday, June 10, 2005
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Paula's Tree Painting Is Started
Paula has not given me permission to post this, but hey, it's not done yet. This is a different way of painting for me. I've been heavily influenced in the past few months by Habib and Douglas. Douglas (shhh, don't tell Paula) has been helping me with this one. His approach is to slap around with the paint until he finds a part that I like and completely destroy it. Believe it or not, once I get past my initial burst of fury I find this a great help. Those spots left on their own start to scream everytime change aproaches them. They become surrounded by a wall of 'where the change must stop' and thus protected, vaunt themselves as the best parts, when, in reality, they are pretty holes in my painting given undue respect. In my mad attempts to reconstruct what is being destroyed, a much stronger, experienced painting evolves.
Paula has not given me permission to post this, but hey, it's not done yet. This is a different way of painting for me. I've been heavily influenced in the past few months by Habib and Douglas. Douglas (shhh, don't tell Paula) has been helping me with this one. His approach is to slap around with the paint until he finds a part that I like and completely destroy it. Believe it or not, once I get past my initial burst of fury I find this a great help. Those spots left on their own start to scream everytime change aproaches them. They become surrounded by a wall of 'where the change must stop' and thus protected, vaunt themselves as the best parts, when, in reality, they are pretty holes in my painting given undue respect. In my mad attempts to reconstruct what is being destroyed, a much stronger, experienced painting evolves.
Labels: commission, paintings
Monday, June 06, 2005
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Two Self Portraits from 1994
Collaboration with Douglas
Collaboration with Douglas
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Friday, May 20, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Monday, May 16, 2005
Sunday, May 15, 2005
My Sleeping Wife
This was drawn 3 days after Douglas was born. I love this woman.
This was drawn 3 days after Douglas was born. I love this woman.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Friday, May 13, 2005
Rose With Boat
Well, Paula, these flowers are born of the instant and have become an excercise in spacial imagination. They also satisfy my urge to draw 'one thing' in the center of the canvas without sweating over composition. Is there a feeling attached them? You tell me. The most common feeling for me has been 'I feel like drawing something!'. The Latinesque names are hilarious to me, whether or not anyone else thinks so.
Well, Paula, these flowers are born of the instant and have become an excercise in spacial imagination. They also satisfy my urge to draw 'one thing' in the center of the canvas without sweating over composition. Is there a feeling attached them? You tell me. The most common feeling for me has been 'I feel like drawing something!'. The Latinesque names are hilarious to me, whether or not anyone else thinks so.
Labels: drawings
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Flowers
Tilt-a-whirlus
I was so happy to be learning how to clean my images digitally, I drunkenly made these backrounds Old Possum Pink.
Flapsimum
Immolium Narcissum
Immolium Phalanges
Prayer Tassel Lily
Ok, that's gray.
Tilt-a-whirlus
I was so happy to be learning how to clean my images digitally, I drunkenly made these backrounds Old Possum Pink.
Flapsimum
Immolium Narcissum
Immolium Phalanges
Prayer Tassel Lily
Ok, that's gray.
Monday, May 09, 2005
If You See Something, Say Something
I often draw on the back of my business cards when I'm on the subway and don't feel like drawing attention. Ha ha. I don't recognize anything in this except for a cloud.
I often draw on the back of my business cards when I'm on the subway and don't feel like drawing attention. Ha ha. I don't recognize anything in this except for a cloud.
Friday, May 06, 2005
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Monday, May 02, 2005
Sunday, May 01, 2005
I'll have more on 'collaboration' soon. Here's some photos.
Forsythia 3
Still life with Coconut Head
Peony
Magnolia 1
Forsythia 3
Still life with Coconut Head
Peony
Magnolia 1
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Collaboration
The mere thought of it makes an artist queasy.
Yet I believe it holds the key to unshackling Art in our minds.
The artist, continually falling in love with his own paint strokes, goes through great pains to appear nonchalant in his application. In reality, every daub is one step closer to the inevitable immobilization when there is nowhere to paint that won't destroy himself. He thoroughly binds his heart to the painting until it is all his. Nobody will love the painting like he does. He is staking his claim to Art. But Art is a spirit and not a painting. Art is not confined to our fantasies nor subject to our arrogant materializations. Art lays hold on us. Art takes us out on a limb in the nude while we sing what has never been sung before. And then we puff out our chests and say "I sang something new, I have the Art" Art just left, and all we need now is a small boy pointing "he doesn't have any clothes on!" This strong desire to possess Art blinds us from seeing her as a person. The same way we forget the earth is conscious. I suggest that the desires of Art herself have not been addressed and our aim is to work with her in order to discover them. This is the first collaboration.
Julian 5
The mere thought of it makes an artist queasy.
Yet I believe it holds the key to unshackling Art in our minds.
The artist, continually falling in love with his own paint strokes, goes through great pains to appear nonchalant in his application. In reality, every daub is one step closer to the inevitable immobilization when there is nowhere to paint that won't destroy himself. He thoroughly binds his heart to the painting until it is all his. Nobody will love the painting like he does. He is staking his claim to Art. But Art is a spirit and not a painting. Art is not confined to our fantasies nor subject to our arrogant materializations. Art lays hold on us. Art takes us out on a limb in the nude while we sing what has never been sung before. And then we puff out our chests and say "I sang something new, I have the Art" Art just left, and all we need now is a small boy pointing "he doesn't have any clothes on!" This strong desire to possess Art blinds us from seeing her as a person. The same way we forget the earth is conscious. I suggest that the desires of Art herself have not been addressed and our aim is to work with her in order to discover them. This is the first collaboration.
Julian 5
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
In The Garden
This painting was composed from scratch. Literally. I started smearing paint around with no preconcieved notion as to what I was doing and after 400 hours I had this. The photograph has eliminated most of the texture and is no comparison to seeing it in person. This was sold to my friend K in 1997 for far too little and is possibly the most finished piece I have made. K keeps it behind his bookshelf because he says it scares him. Whatever. I'm going to buy it back. I have one painting in the works that will double the stakes with over 800 hours, thicker paint, and far more intensity. It's the one called Doug's Painting, which was started before this one, and is the one about which professor Donald Kunz told me "It's like you're trying to play all the instruments at once." In The Garden was started directly after that and finished 3 years later. If I've ever made a painting that was toucing something new, this is the one.
This painting was composed from scratch. Literally. I started smearing paint around with no preconcieved notion as to what I was doing and after 400 hours I had this. The photograph has eliminated most of the texture and is no comparison to seeing it in person. This was sold to my friend K in 1997 for far too little and is possibly the most finished piece I have made. K keeps it behind his bookshelf because he says it scares him. Whatever. I'm going to buy it back. I have one painting in the works that will double the stakes with over 800 hours, thicker paint, and far more intensity. It's the one called Doug's Painting, which was started before this one, and is the one about which professor Donald Kunz told me "It's like you're trying to play all the instruments at once." In The Garden was started directly after that and finished 3 years later. If I've ever made a painting that was toucing something new, this is the one.
Monday, April 25, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
The Pratt Drawathon
Sixteen Models Moving
The Stupendous Model
The Drawathon was 7:pm- 7:am with 16 models in poses ranging from 10 seconds to 6 hours.
Sixteen Models Moving
The Stupendous Model
The Drawathon was 7:pm- 7:am with 16 models in poses ranging from 10 seconds to 6 hours.
Friday, April 22, 2005
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
A Good Line (painted)
This is a sketch in paint. Much much more can be done with this line.
This is a sketch in paint. Much much more can be done with this line.
