A couple of my saltwater pieces are in a pop-up called The Elements Show in Hammonton this week. If you’re free and in the area Thursday evening, come to the opening!
27 Central Ave, Hammonton, NJ, 08037
Gallery Hours: November 19, 5-8pm, November 20 & 21, 1-8pm
The Hammonton Art Club presents their latest exhibition! Their theme for November is, The Elements.
Come view the newest pop-up gallery of fine art with a focus on earth, fire, water, and air. This gallery is being curated in collaboration with Noyes Museum of Art of Stockton University, Hammonton Arts Center – HAC, and Mainstreet Hammonton.
There are a couple of conversations happening on my easel right now. Like the first presidential debate of 2020, except they’re getting along. Different values, same stage. Actually, my paint forms and oil paintings have the same values – just different ideas about getting there.
Paint Forms are still underway and I’ve got a few coastal pieces in oil on canvas in the works, too. The paint forms are relatively petite. The coastal pieces are a little larger at 18×24″ and 48×60″. Photographed below, the top left is a work in progress getting close.
There are so many more to photograph. Paint Forms are tricky because they’re so reflective.
I’m finally able to take commissions on again… currently booking November and December projects. Contact me to get in. Do it! C’mon! Look at my commission face. 🙂
I’m writing this from a new computer. Naturally there’s a story… but I’m on overload so we’ll save that for another post.
All this crap is bound to come out somewhere… apparently it won’t be on a dance floor anytime soon. Keep an eye out on the visual front.
So. much. Crap. I’m grateful for paint.
Until this Covid mess, I’ve never gone 235 days without dancing… not since I started.
I deeply empathize with how badly some people want to dance. To many, it’s just a fun and heathy hobby that should obviously be delayed until conditions are more favorable… but for others, social dance is something that meets real life needs. I won’t go further into it here but this whole situation is discouraging.
*Bring it up a notch, Jod*
Back in April, I made a “meet the artist” video to go along with my 48 Blocks project – I plan to re-record it sometime soon with my fancy new computer. It sounds like the ACAF will be publishing their virtual 48 Blocks weekend online soon, too.
Flute is open again… and they’ve added a lovely new open air patio. Go see my friend, Herve, and tell him you’d love to see another art show since the last one was cut short.
On a side-note, I’ve got a personal revelation going on. I’m moved and torn between telling the world and keeping it personal. Hopefully with enough time, it won’t be quite so consuming. Maybe my mind will find some productive, subjective, non-literal, subtle while still satisfying outlet for some of this BS.
I had a few hours between jobs and wanted to paint but it was 80 degrees and sunny.
My wacky schedule has me juggling paint and down time. I’ve been dipping my toes into plein air situations, despite being fussy about painting scenarios. These recent open air paintings on paper have very little to do with what I’m doing – aside from opening potential to strike up conversations about purchasing work or raffle tickets.
To me, this plein air thing is more of a skill-building exercise than anything else. I don’t typically do these types of beachscapes, nor do I prefer to work quickly, or in public. I don’t like talking while painting. Heck, I don’t even like listening to music with lyrics at my easel.
In mid-July, I read an article about this heart-melting project. It was within a day or two of finishing this oil painting. VoiceLove puts the voice of loved ones into ICU rooms, even when visitors are not allowed. When you pick up a seashell, you can hear the ocean. It kind of felt poetic.
The doctors behind VoiceLove Project are getting Relay speakers into ICU rooms, allowing critically ill patients to hear the voice of their loved ones… sharing hope, love, words of encouragement. All the things someone fighting for their life needs to hear. They provide a direct line of communication between families and patients. These devices don’t require nurses to facilitate the conversations.
Incredibly compassionate people using their brilliance for good… that’s what superhero movies are made of.
This is the largest pastel painting I’ve done to date. It’s four feet high by ten feet wide on paper, completed in the spring of 2020.
It’s part of a shore surrealism series I’ve been contemplating since 2017. I’m only sure of the date because in my massive organization project, I recently flipped through an old to do list in an appointment book before shredding it. “Start working on Shore Surrealism paintings.”
I take my to-do lists very seriously. Occasionally with creative matters, I rewrite items 900 times before the stars align and the spirit moves me into action. It’s just part of my process.
Please don’t hesitate to contact me with any questions or to schedule a virtual studio tour.
It’s part of a shore surrealism series I’ve been thinking about since 2017. This year brought an unbelievable reality scene set for making a series of surreal paintings. It’s somewhat large at 48×60″.
The original is still available, though as of this post, it is not yet listed in my new gallery shop.
The gallery shop is where you can find originals. Fine Art America is where you can find my prints, and other items. I’m working hard to get as many available pieces photographed, described, and listed as quickly as possible. Some days require studio time. That’s where virtual studio tours and Venmo come in.
Please don’t hesitate to contact me with questions or to schedule a virtual studio tour.