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"Harbor Moon"

“Harbor Moon”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

At different times, I have sailed by, walked by, driven by, gotten close and moved afar to view this black hulled vessel. The large shape and oh so dark a black is not a color subject I would normally choose. But the mystery of ship drew me to it. I chose an evening with a falling breeze and donned my winter gear to keep me warm in the cold of the shadows as I worked. The ticking time bomb of the leaving light kept me focused and working fast. Painting from top to bottom, as I got to the details of docks and boat, the moon unexpectedly appeared. While it climbed the heavens as I moved my paints, I held my breath for fear my time was up and it would disappear before it reached it full splendor just about the eastern cloud bank…

"Signs Of Fall"

“Signs Of Fall”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I almost missed this painting opportunity. I love the views in the fishing village of Menemsha. Concentrating on the boats in port and their respective docks and gear, I almost didn’t see the colors of the far shore. It is full of a patch of rosa rugosa, locally known as beach rose. Usually a full, deep green color with red/pink or white roses, it opens its blooms early in spring. The scent, mixed with the aroma of the sea salty air, is a heady nose full of the summer to come. This particular stand had all turned a rusty yellow orange, stacked one atop the other marching up the hillside. On this bleak cold, almost snowy day, they were a welcome warming sight to behold…

"Distant  Dunes"

“Distant Dunes”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Out of the breeze in a sunny location with Africa just over the far dunes (thousands of miles away), I studied one of my favorite trees. Its leaves, I thought, were brown, in reality were a dark shade of red. As the sun popped in and out between the clouds, the leaves turned on and off from illuminated red to a duller red/brown…

"In The Autumn"

“In The Autumn”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

The temperature has been dropping along with rain and leaves as the color of the land slowly changes from greens, reds, golds, oranges, browns to lavenders and grays. The setting sun, although moved from north of west to south of west still casts its charm upon the unsuspecting evenings. Drab views attain a golden radiance at this hour, mostly unsurpassed in summer months. Sights, unseen in green, now come slowly forth as the backbone of the ridges, hills and vales appear. As we dream about our gardens past, the season shifts and we are thankful, once again…

"After The Hurricane"

“After The Hurricane”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I began this image 2 days after hurricane Sandy rolled by. I returned a few more times during similar lighting conditions to finish it. Got caught up in the storm which came in on the tail of the hurricane. Contracted a bad flue which appears rampant in these parts. Now here I am 10 days later, finished…

"Pot Of Gold"

“Pot Of Gold”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

I painted this almost 2 months ago. It somehow never felt complete. It haunted me from my studio easel for weeks. After Hurricane Sandy, I realized we all need this rainbow, now. I set about pushing and pulling the space more with extra darks and lights in the foreground greens and yellows and shadows. I also had to adjust the sky near the horizon to give it a more stormy feel. After all that, the water needed to be lightened, too. Now I think I can find that pot of gold…

"Along The Way To Squibnocket"

“Along The Way To Squibnocket”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

The glacier left Chilmark a roly-poly landscape full of kettle holes, drumlins and clay and rock. The boulders, rocks and erratics have been put to use as split granite fence posts, foundations and chimney stones. The most visible of all uses are the stonewalls. Some farmers would have fun in the winter months with sticks of dynamite. They would blow up the larger boulders to make more manageable for walls and jetties. Walls like this one, high on a hill, were made with spaces between the stones to accommodate the gales and keep the walls still standing. It also did not hurt that it cost few stones to make the walls. If you were a rabbit, raccoon, otter or muskrat you would also appreciate the porosity of these boundary markers…

"Ever Changing View"

“Ever Changing View”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

When I was much younger, this path was a jeep track you could drive down on to park on the beach. If I venture much past the front of the beach shack now, I would drop 10 feet onto the sand below. Despite the massive erosion, it is still a very memorable view looking out towards Squibnocket…

“Overcast”

"Overcast"

“Overcast”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. This painting has SOLD.

Finding the right days to work on this piece were frustrating. The first attempt was a fogfilled evening, but there is so much in the painting that I could not finish it before dark. The second time the sun came out. It sets this time of year just over the middle fishing shack. It was blinding and I gave up and went fishing instead. Third time was again foggy. Great, but it soon turned to rain and I had to rush for cover. After a stretch of sunny days, a heavy overcast came in and stayed, allowing me the time to finish this properly on location…

"Weather Moves In"

“Weather Moves In”, this is a small painting, 6″ x 8″, oil on canvas panel. $750.00 USD

The sky was almost clear as I began this painting. It rapidly turned into another type of day as I worked to finish this by sundown. It was low tide and the beach had eaten into the dunes and cliffs another 5 feet since I last was here in spring…

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