Month: July 2020

Transparent Reflections

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Edge of the Elements – Oil on canvas – 72 x 86 inches.
 
On a Spring afternoon in San Francisco not too many years ago, the artist caught a N Judah streetcar on Market St. and rode it, sketchbook in hand, out to the ocean. As he walked back into the city to his studio through Golden Gate Park he noticed a puddle of water and saw in it a meeting of air, water, earth and sun. Hence the title of the painting.
 
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A Room on Church Street

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Room on Church Street – watercolor – 11 x 16 inches.

Ask any artist: painting what you can see – flowers, sidewalks, sunsets, people – isn’t it a difficult task? So how do you paint something you can’t see, like a thought, a feeling, a mood? You sense the presence of something, but you can’t quite put the feeling into words, let alone into paint. For example: what is happening in this room?

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A River Without End

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Heraclitus was wrong. Yes, you can step into the same river twice. What could be easier? You find a shallow spot, take off your boots and socks, roll up your pant legs and step into the water. You feel the chill and the smooth stones beneath your feet, turn around and wade back to shore. Then you do the same thing over again. If you are 19 or 20 years old, as I was at the time I discovered the old Greek’s error, you can smile smugly at your friend. “There, I did it twice,” I proclaimed.

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