Unreal Saturday morning I came across a Facebook post by a musician friend describing the “unifying breath” taken by a choir or orchestra before they begin to make something beautiful that brings them and their listeners together. It was still in my head later in the morning as Thing2 and I were driving to Home… Continue reading Practice What You Teach
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No Regrets
North With one of my kids, recently grown and flown (Thing1), and the other, starting to contemplate his life outside the nest (Thing2), I find myself thinking more about what might have been if I made different choices. I used to wish I had made different choices — better choices. I am not naïve enough… Continue reading No Regrets
Hat Season
Color is Coming, 8”x10”, Oil on Canvas Monday, less than a week after I got my studio back and functioning, I put on my student hat again as my fall courses started. Tonight, I am putting on my teacher hat to get ready for the in-service days that precede the arrival of middle schoolers into… Continue reading Hat Season
Talking to Trees
Talking to Trees, Oil on Canvas, 24"x24" Click here if you would like this painting to live on your wall. The last few lazy days of summer, and right now, it’s the light and the lines of the trees that compel. There are some red hair in there, but mostly the mountains are a jumble… Continue reading Talking to Trees
Too Soon
Please contact me if you would like this painting to live on your wall. Too much rain has brought out the fall colors far too soon. They are just starting to peek through, and it would only have been noticed on a day like today when the sun makes an all too rare appearance for… Continue reading Too Soon
Hill Climb
Please contact me if you would like this painting to live on your wall. This past weekend Manchester/Sunderland, hosted the annual hill climb — a bottom to top tour of the Equinox mountain in Manchester, Vermont. The hitch is that all of the cars doing the climbing are classics, and none of them are equipped… Continue reading Hill Climb
Missing Michigan
Please contact me if you would like this painting to live on your wall. Too many things came up this summer, and we are missing seeing our family along the banks of Lake Michigan. I anticipated missing seeing parents and siblings, but I’m always surprised when I actually miss the violent storms that are a… Continue reading Missing Michigan
What Compels You?
At the Point, 14" x 14", Oil on Canvas Click Here if you would like this painting to live on your wall. I tried to paint a different spot in that creek the night before, with no success. I knew instantly why it hadn’t worked. I was trying to paint everything all at once, and… Continue reading What Compels You?
Back to the Land
An interrupted meditation by the Battenkill I’m having a lot of conversations with spring in my work these days. Some days spring is popping; others it’s buried under a fresh dumping of snow. Likewise, some days I paint the conversation with reckless abandon and no image in mind, but as my head turns, outdoors again,… Continue reading Back to the Land
Talking to Spring
Talking to Spring, 20" x 20", Oil on Canvas Click Here if you would like this painting to live on your wall. It’s been in the 40s and 50s the last couple of days, and even though there are some sizable snowbanks left, it feels like Mother Nature is ready to keep her annual promise.… Continue reading Talking to Spring
How Do You Do?
Nebula, 20" x 20" Click Here if you would like this painting to live on your wall. Once upon a time I saw myself as (primarily) a writer, and I did my morning pages every day for work without fail. Nowadays my job starts earlier, and there is no time for morning pages or sketches.… Continue reading How Do You Do?
Conscious Detachment
Breathe, Oil on Canvas, 12" x 12", Click Here if you would like this painting to live on your wall. I’m doing a very different set of paintings right now. Winter seems to be losing its grip, the light is glorious as the angle of the sun shifts, but I am still stuck in my… Continue reading Conscious Detachment