Monday, March 12, 2018

Little Travels

                                                               Autumn Field oil on panel 12x12

                                                              Apple Bloom oil on canvas 20x20

 Blogging my new work feels a little like turning in a term paper. Yet many bloggers will say this sense of accountability is positive, keeps them on track, diligent in their process. That`s valid I suppose though showing you what I`ve done doesn`t seem to improve the quality of my painting. However I do feel uncomfortable, especially when I`m aimless. For far too long the state of my legs has been so distracting it`s thwarted any forward momentum or cohesion. When I`m myself again, I`m going to plant myself on Minto Brown Island until I have so many ideas for new work I feel like I will burst. That is when painting is the most fun. When the images demand to be made.

                                                    Untitled in Gray watermedia on Yupo 12x9

 I thought I might have one more Fanno Creek Ice Fog in me but that well had run dry. Instead this odd abstraction remained in the end. It reminds me a bit of some of John Altoon`s work from years ago. He was an early hero of mine though he had already died at 44 when I became aware of him.

Nature Perceived continues through the month of March at the Grants Pass Art Museum.
Ruth, Don and I were all in attendance for the opening. It was fun meeting some of the local artists and patrons.


 I`m terrible at documenting anything, this photo doesn`t do Ruth`s intelligent face justice.
She has developed so quickly as an artist it`s hard to keep up. Five years ago she abruptly gave up the figurative work she had been doing for years to begin painting abstractly. The new paintings were loosely based on her memories of the family farm and her deep Willamette Valley roots. They were and are powerfully dynamic with a lyricism all her own. Sometimes I`ll gasp when seeing a new piece. She`s never predicable.


At 22 Don flew to Chads Ford Pennsylvania, unannounced, to meet Andrew Wyeth. The artist was home and he critiqued Don`s work and showed him work of his own that had never been exhibited. The chutzpah and naiveté in the young Don is so endearing. He did indeed go on to become a professional artist and supported his family in the process. He is beloved by all lucky enough to know him.

                                                                               two of Don`s best

                                                                                Tiptons and Grays

 From Grants Pass we drove north to Roseburg to see a collector/friend and her new home perched above the glorious Umpqua River.

 From there went went upstream to visit Falls Creek, an exquisite little rainforest canyon I was fearful had burned in the huge fires of last summer. It was intact and gorgeous and I made my way carefully up the trail with my cane.

 Small road trips can be as refreshing as a longer vacation. It`s always good to get away and then return ready to take up our life again.

 Everyone has their position on the second amendment and most people agree something must be done about the mass murder so common in our country. I believe we owe it to our younger citizens to hear their thoughts on the matter as their lives are most at risk.
Listen to Brandon Wolf.
The political involvement of young people can stop a war. I`ve seen it happen. Beware these kids.

                                                            painting by Sophia Schama

Here`s another;

                                                                           by Sophia Schama

 Without anything literal, Schama`s work is drenched in nature. This is the kind of work that really captures my attention, I don`t want to stop looking.

Read any good books? I`d love to know what they are.
At the suggestion of a friend who was visibly moved when talking about it, I just finished 'Paris in the Present Tense' by Mark Helprin. I listened to the reading by Bronson Pinchot.
It`s been a long time since I`ve heard a story as atmospheric and sensual as this with such an ethical protagonist. Highly recommended.

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Friday, February 23, 2018


                                                      Bryant Woods November watermedia on Yupo 14x11

                                                         Ice Fog Shadow watermedia on Yupo 14x11

 These were my successes over the last couple of weeks, and they came quickly. Others were labored relentlessly with unconvincing results. I wondered if the process with these two forests was nicely fluid through mastery or merely repetitious. My bottom line is simple, do I want to look at what I`ve done? Both of these held my attention. If I floss and brush my teeth looking at the photo of the painting I just did on my phone,  it`s a good sign I made something worthy. So I`m the guy who paints trees, I accept that.

                                                         Mountain Tower watermedia on paper 24x18

 I began this piece still enthralled with my new inks. Everything was a jeweled color for a while but it was looking more like a poster from the 60s than  a landscape. The sky was a vivid pink that I liked for a few hours before realizing how 'cheap' it looked. So one by one my brilliant colors became altered, less intense and more like me. I`m not sure what, if anything, to do next.

                                                         Poplars in a Field watermedia on Yupo 14x11

 I moved on to this motif which had intrigued me 20 years ago. Sauvie Island is one of the few places other than the coast where we can finally see some vast space. No trees or buildings in the way. I tried to remember the experience of painting plein air there in the summer. Wonderful afternoons sitting in the breezy shade, smelling the green and being deeply content. But what I painted seems more like a golf course than the sublime island I love.

 The three amigos show 'Nature Perceived' opened today at the Grants Pass Art Museum. The real party is next Friday the 2nd of March during the community monthly Art Walk. All of the illustrious artists will be present. Hope to see you there!

                                                                      Rose by Elisabeth Cline

 Another friend, Elisabeth Cline, has created a new web page dedicated to showcasing her intensely intimate portraits of roses. They are so sensual, gazing too long seems like an invasion of privacy. Take a look at her remarkable flowers.

                                                                   by Elmer Bischoff

 This is a favorite of mine by the Bay Area Figurative Movements own founding father, Elmer Bischoff. I`m so drawn to this portrait because of the gentle sensitivity of the artist. With a bare minimum of shape, color and line, he gives us a young woman of extraordinary beauty and intelligence. She stands there bearing our stares without any loss of herself. She`s busy thinking. Enlarge the image to see how casually perfect each smudge is in defining the character in her face.
Of the three heavyweights of the movement, he is the least sung. Only now am I curious, and I don`t know why. His thoughtful lyrical paintings often explore the relationships of figures within his paintings and yet they resist a narrative;

                                                                     by Elmer Bischoff

Such a great painter!

 I`m posting a picture of my leg braces to advocate for their effectiveness. John took a photo of me wearing them but it was too real. My isolated knees looked like huge pale raisins. Not pretty. But I want to report how well they work. They are called 'off loaders' and somehow they keep the bones in the knee from banging on each other. Like any medical device, they are ridiculously  expensive. My insurance covered it because John is a nurse and his union won for the nurses a humane reasonable contract. Yay unions!! That being said, I`d imagine there is a healthy market for such mechanical devices that have been used. Once the problem is solved, no one is going to even want to see these anymore. They are making a dramatic difference for me now as I wait for a new surgery.

                                                           the happy Alexander Calder home

 Here is a photo essay of the protean sculptor Alexander Calder`s home and studio. He knew how to have the best life possible by making things. That`s the secret right there. It`s not acquiring stuff but creating new things that causes happiness.

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Friday, February 9, 2018

The Storm is Coming

                                                The Storm is Coming watermedia on Yupo 11x14

 More ink play.
I was looking over my new work and there seemed to be a lot of gray and pink. Yes it`s winter and that might be the reason I`ve been craving pure clear color. February often has mild sunny weather that can make one ache for summer. I`m usually immune being winter`s cheerleader but this year I could use some rich bright color. Ink is the answer. But the stuff is intense and figuring out how to integrate it into my work is a challenge. The landscape is not full of primary colors. The piece above was once extremely saturated and cheap was the affect. When I muted it, it came alive. Probably just my lonely Nordic soul looking for my Mediterranean mate.
Here was another attempt at high keyed color;

                                                        Bryant Woods November oil on Yupo 14x11

 The last remnant of autumn in late November is so special. What color remains is isolated now and bittersweet in the dying vegetation. I love being in the wet forest at this time. If I`m warm, I have a cozy, homey intimacy with the trees as I`m walking along.
So that`s what I tried to paint but I`m not sure I got it.
Hitting that expressive unequivocal sweet spot of color just short of overkill is my goal.

She had cut my hair twice, we had walked together and she was the mother in law of our handyman Joe. But it wasn`t until I looked closely at her website did I understand who she was. I had been aware of P A Jones of Texas for a long time. Peggy now lives in West Linn and we`re buddies!

                                                                  painting by P A Jones

 My local plein air group, Las LOPAS, will be happy to have her join us. Anyone can join us! Talking shop with other painters in the cool morning sun of summer can`t be beat.

Speaking of Handyman Joe, if anyone local needs a fix it guy, he is the One! He repaired a hundred year old ceiling in my upstairs guestroom. cleaned our gutters, repaired our screen door, helped me with a framing issue in my studio, took stuff to the dump and built this sturdy little hand rail;

 I will need this after my surgery. Last year I was helpless to get down off our porches without assistance. This little addition will mean 'freedom', right when I need it most.
Joe is smart and very professional. Text me for his number. [me-503-380-4731]

                                                               Quincy Jones by Art Streiber

 If you haven`t read the profane, eye opening interview with Quincy Jones in the online magazine Vulture yet, I highly recommend it. Such a fascinating, behind the curtain look at the music industry! This guy has known everybody.

                                                                    by Richard Diebenkorn

 This is the most charming little painting I`ve ever seen by the master. I suspect it is in a sketchbook he carried on a European trip. When his wife Phyllis died a couple of years ago she donated his sketchbooks to Stanford. You can see them with this link.

                                                             Over the Sea 28 oil on panel 12x12

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Wednesday, January 24, 2018

I`ve been Painting

                                          Ice Fog at Fanno Creek watermedia on Yupo 20x13

                                    Ice Fog at Fanno Creek 2 watermedia on Yupo 20x26

                                     Ice Fog at Fanno Creek 3 oil on panel 26x24

All the news sites, including the Weather Channel, predicted it so I set my alarm for 7. By 8 I was at Fanno Creek at its confluence with the Tualatin River exulting in the ice fog. It did not disappoint!
Four paintings were born though one didn`t make it. Spectacular morning!

I bought some ink. First I did a little research and chose Higgins Fadeproof. Not many color choices but the ones they have are intense and mix nicely with watercolor and acrylic. I also purchased Daler Rowney Pro-White and it is a game changer. I`ve finally found a strongly opaque white that is water soluble. It can be used for delicate highlights that can only be obtained in watercolor through the use of a masking fluid which leaves stark unnatural edges.
I am not a happy shopper of anything so finding promising new materials is really exciting.

                                     South Pacific watermedia on paper 8x11

 My first experiment with the inks [above].

                                                Untitled watermedia on paper 6x8

                               A Day at the Coast watermedia on Yupo 26x20 [finally got it right]

                                                Untitled watermedia on Yupo 9x11

                                          Buried watermedia on watercolor board 16x12

                                                Untitled watermedia on Terraskin 13.5x8.5

                                                     Untitled watermedia on paper 8x6

 Since we were together, I`ve painted some abstractions too. I keep circling back to non-representational work to see if it`s a fit. I admire this kind of painting so much. But nope, not at all something I could sustain. I need a motif to propel me most of the time.

                                              Cliff Fissure watermedia on Yupo 26x20

 This is new and a complete mystery to me. I was trying for rock but I seem to have arrived at traumatized flesh. When I`m at the beach, it`s the cliffs and their merge with the sand that interests me. Sure I love the ocean but it keeps moving, it`s hard to hold in my mind. The Pacific Northwest is blessed with astounding headlands. The bluff that inspired this painting is at Hug Point which is rich in gorgeous rock formations. I will consider this a work in progress and resume at a later time.

                                              Camellia watermedia on paper 6x6

 To my delight and amazement, my sister in law Mary has taken up painting in her retirement! It began as a social thing but she seems to be hooked. She came by the other day to get some tips and she brought a self portrait drawing and it looked like her! I can`t do that! At my suggestion she had bought Betty Edwards` Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain and apparently absorbed it! I`m not saying she`s a prodigy, not yet. Nonetheless, it is so cool to see her excited by this. The camellia was a little demo I did while she was here.

                                               Winter Bog oil on panel 26x24

 My beloved Bryant Woods in its bleak soggy glory. This will be in the show Nature Perceived at the Grant`s Pass Art Museum Feb. 23-March 30. Joining me will be Ruth Armitage and Don Gray. Both are terrific painters and beautiful souls.

                                              Untitled landscape watermedia on paper 8x6

 See the razor blade on my work table? Me neither. This is how a day of working with watermedia begins, searching for the razor to clean off the palette. During the Portland Open Studios I do a good cleaning and even organize some. It is remarkable just how fast I can trash my work space. Not deliberately of course but through concentrating on my project. I`m beyond shame.

  I didn`t win but I was a finalist to be the artist in residence at Halekala National Park! I will apply again and again until they let me stay in that crater.
  Thanks to Jeremy McWilliams, my website has been updated.
  My mini-interview on the Savvy Painter is now available. My ten minutes is near the end. It took me a week until I had enough courage to listen to my voice. What is with that? Nearly everyone has a mortal dread of hearing themselves recorded!
  I`ve been asked to teach a workshop at the Seattle Artist League this summer. This would be fun and I`ve said yes. If I can. Since this blog is all about me, let me explain.
One of the reasons I wanted a break from blogging was to grapple emotionally with my disability. By November I could see I wouldn`t even be close to my predicted Christmas full recovery. It dawned on me that my situation was as good as it would get. But then it got worse so I had MRIs of both knees. They showed that the infection had deteriorated the 'good' parts of the knees which explained the sharp new pain. So I`m scheduled to see a new surgeon and probably will need total replacements, one at a time, in both. Bring it on. Although this isn`t life threatening like cancer, it has really messed with my mental health.


 Ever wonder how Willem de Kooning began a painting? This audacious young man from the Museum of Modern Art will show you how.

                                                           by Carola Schapals

 My new hero, Carola Schapals. She has powers of observation that are incredible and a deep understanding of both nature and architecture.

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