Global Warming, 20 X 20 canvas, spray paint, acrylics, parts from a student globe. November 2015.

 




Prairie, 30 X 40, acrylic, pumice. 

Things eventually fall down.





This canvas has been through so many machinations I cannot remember what is under all the paint and grit. But each lost painting added it's own distinct pattern and color scheme. It was a few weeks ago I glanced at the canvas and I saw a semblance of the world. Staring into the layers of paint, I wanted to add continents. With a sharp knife and a skill saw, I cut up a student globe. Adding the continents to a flat canvas put forth many questions: Will our earth survive the onslaught of humans? How will oil spills and acidic oceans change the planet? What about global warming? Will we always have a "blue planet"?

 

Global Warming is Flattening the Earth, 36 X 36. Acrylics, pumice, cardboard cutouts from a student globe.





"I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the wren; and my hair is bold, like the chestnut bur; and my eyes, like the sherry in a glass, that the guest leaves."

--- Emily Dickinson

 

Like the Wren, 40 X 30, acrylics, pumice. October 2015.





She had seen a lot of life. Not much surprised her. She'd been around the block. But she loved to have fun. She loved to dance and laugh. So tonight she would wear the little black dress with the red bow.

 

Red Bow, 20 X 16, acrylic, pumice on a canvas mounted on board. Framed.




 

 


An old building sitting alone in a field, long abandoned. No other structures to be seen. There are the remains of old tire ruts near the doors. A tractor shed?

 

Tractor Shed. 24 X 48. Acrylics and house paints. August 2015



I am in my new studio space. After two months of house selling and hunting, with all of my materials packed away, I am finally able to see my paints and brushes again.





A wonderful Minneapolis art collector and friend who recently purchased the painting "Dream House".