The Body is a Landscape

A Map of Rain Days

oil on canvas

In the Woods #2

oil and collage on canvas

Marsh

digitally altered oil on canvas

Poem

digitally altered oil and collage on board

Sea

oil and collage on canvas

In the Woods #1

Inked

ink on paper

Portraits

Heart

watercolor on paper

My Mother’s Nightgown

oil on canvas

WEDDING DAY

watercolor on paper

Exile. Canadian Shield

oil on board

Song

oil and collage on board

The Nights You Sat

oil, pencil and cold wax on board

Fade #1

oil on board

Fade #2

oil on board

January

oil and cold wax on board

In the Woods #3

oil and collage on board

M, India ink on paper

Herself

watercolor on paper

DUANE, India ink on paper

THE PAINTER, oil on canvas

THE PAINTER 2, oil on canvas

NIK, Derwent art bar on paper

THE POET, oil on canvas

MONI, watercolor on paper

NIK, ink on paper

CHRISTIAN WITH GUITAR, pastel on paper

MOURNING, oil on masonite

Written on the Body

The poem, History, flew out of me onto paper in the wee hours one night and morphed into a drawing which turned into the painting, Written on the Body. If you look closely, you can read the poem in the painting. I had just been in an automobile accident, and it became all about the body. I had to spend a lot of time in bed, and to keep sane/happy, I had to make art. I wrote in bed and painted in bits and pieces, through the pain. The paintings in the series, Written on the Body, are all about the body post-accident.

Angels and…

by admin | Jan 14, 2016

ANGELS AND…

PAINTING ANGELS

The first angel was an accident. Or I could say she just arrived. I was in a dark place. The angels that followed were like the work I’d done years before, of demons and almost-humans that reflected my life and observations and what came to me in the night. I had always put my life on paper, pulling the terrible out of me so I could breathe. At first, my angels were mostly fallen angels, full of longing and despair.
Then it was time to put the darkness away. I painted angels that would keep watch over us. Now I believe in Happy. I think that if you believe, you can find it.