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
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
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, 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
12 x 12, oil on canvas I see this particular view every time we come back from and the Equinox that I have to go back to again and again because I can’t get them out of my head and they never the same two days in a row. This is another one of those… Continue reading Where the Taconics Meet the Greens
This stand of white birches and poplars has become an annual painting pilgrimage for me. Late in the summer, the colors of the blowing leaves and grasses are comfort food for my soul.
Steamy, 8" x 10", Oil on Canvas, SOLD We’re at the point in the summer where we open the windows of our earth-sheltered house for an hour in the morning to freshen things up and then close everything up for the day. I go to draw even in the heat which makes the mountains look… Continue reading Hazy Days
I’ve been coming up Muddy Lane At least three times a week for the last 20 years, and I thought there really weren’t any surprises left there. It’s amazing, though, how a glance at even just a car going by can turn your gaze in a slightly different direction and give you a completely fresh… Continue reading Fresh Take
“Harry Rich has been showing up at his studio (every day) for 71 years,” read the first line of the article, reprinted from a 2021 issue of Art New England Magazine that I’d picked up at the gallery entrance. I browsed through the rooms of the gallery, having the same reaction I always have with… Continue reading Showing Up
Today we got the veggies into the garden, And Mother Nature got into the act, coaxing bees into fruit blossoms and sending breezes through the sunlight trees. I admit, when I had to take a break between loads of compost or a stretch between planting rows, I let the siren call of social media pull… Continue reading In the Moment
The Saturday after Thanksgiving, and Vermont and got its first foot of snow for the season. Skiers were giddy. The woodstove was roaring, and, almost five years to the weekend after we got back on the grid, the power was out (again). I'd gotten up at 5a.m. on to get the apple cinnamon oatmeal slow… Continue reading Good to Know
A few weeks ago I desperately wanted to paint again, but I couldn’t remember how. But it’s been a year since the last time I sit in front of an easel and I wondered if you could forget how to paint.