2021
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After crossing the river Styx, you’ll pay Charon, the ferryman, with the coin you hid under your tongue. You’ll pass the gates of the underworld, pat Cerberus on his massive head (you always had a way with dogs), and now you face the choice between Tartarus on the left and the Elysian Fields on the…
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An artist’s studio is rarely tidy. Usually it’s filled with paintings (and paint!) all over the walls, discarded sketches and paint brushes on the floor, color swatches, inspiration in the form of images ripped from magazines, anatomy books opened to the pages of those hard to draw body parts (like ears), cigarette butts, candy wrappers,…
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This room where Valentine lived in the French Quarter was decadent with color. Having pinks, purples, and blues as your favorites, it was perhaps easier to just say, “My favorite color is stripes.” The doorway to the balcony offers a momentary respite from the sensory overload. But, to the room you will inevitably return. Also,…
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You might think that a solitary chair in a corner of an otherwise empty room would be a symbol of loneliness. But it ain’t necessarily so! We can learn to treasure those quiet moments, enjoy solitude, dwell on a joyful thought, or just find a moment to draw a deep breath and release it slowly.…
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A blue light bathes a quiet street scene. A bicycle is parked on the pavement outside of an apartment facing out on a cobblestone street. An empty chair is seen nearby. The apartment door is ajar, revealing a vacant room filled with a warm, welcoming light. An open window lets the fresh air in.
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When we close our eyes and imagine the doors of Paradise, what do we see? Are they locked? Do they freely open for us? May we enter without delay or do we need to answer questions or pass some kind of test? As we’re standing there with mixed feelings about leaving everything we knew and…
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A delivery bicycle is parked on the pavement next to an open door somewhere in the French Quarter. An empty chair is seen nearby. The street door to the apartment is left open, revealing a lighted room with a blue light. It’s a cool blue. New Orleans is bathed in a warm light tonight. PURCHASE…
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The house where my dear friends live is on a quiet street that has friendly neighbors. It’s located only two blocks from a corner tavern that has free popcorn at happy hour. It’s a shotgun design, meaning each room is located one behind the other. You could shoot through the open front door and the…
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Two cozy homes in the Mid City neighborhood of New Orleans are separated by a protected walkway to the patio in the back. Though the doors and windows are shut there is a peaceful feeling and a welcoming light. PURCHASE ON REDUBBLE
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After a heavy rain signs of sunshine appear. The returning light may signify hope or it may not. In any case, one’s spirit becomes lighter as the daylight returns. You may want to take a peek outside and verify this is true. Yes, it is. Lagniappe A young woman peers out of her doorway onto…
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A soft cool light emanates from a room in an apartment overlooking a cobblestone street in New Orleans. A bicycle is parked underneath an open window. A glass table and chair invite you to sit for a spell. PURCHASE ON REDBUBBLE
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A streetlight in a quiet neighborhood sheds its warm light light on a what used to be a beauty shop and now is an artist’s studio. The open doors welcome visitors to sit in the chair in the entryway. Stop in for a game of dominoes and a beer. I hope you brought beer. …
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This is the root of the mystery of portraiture: the subject sits and the artist interprets. Does the artist allow his or her own thoughts and biases and filters to affect the image? Absolutely! How could it be otherwise? Does the subject reveal all of her innermost thoughts and feelings on her face, in her…
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You might say that Coco was forged in fire and arose from the ashes. That’s how she would describe it, anyway. PURCHASE ON REDBUBBLE The Backstory This image was featured in Character Development: Portrait Studies at the Trueblood Pop-up Gallery at Boise State University.
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Two sisters, Shirley and Betty Jo, had one bike. Not each. Just one bike. They had to share, in other words. It took a year or two to get the hang of it. Not the bike, I mean sharing. In the beginning they played tricks on each other to have the bike for themselves. For…
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The angel Gabriel has something important to say. “You’ll want to be sitting down for this.” So, Mary sits, hands on her lap as the angel whispers the news in her ear. PURCHASE ON REDBUBBLE
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The friends gather at the No Name Bar every Tuesday night. Tuesdays are good because they are fairly certain they’ll get to sit at their favorite corner table by the front window. Topics range from politics to daily life to work to family to the State of the World. They usually solve a few problems…
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Wander through this virtual gallery of of my bike art!
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Boise State produced this awesome virtual tour of my show, Character Development. You can walk down the hall, pause in front of a group of portraits, zoom in and enjoy the fantastic details. All without getting out of your pajamas! This exhibit is made possible by the Idaho Commission on the Arts and Boise State…
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Buy this tee shirt on Amazon I’m ready to get outside! My poor bike, the Bee, has cobwebs in the spokes. What is it that keeps us from doing the right thing? Ennui! What day is it today, anyway? Blursday! What’s keepin’ me from hoppin’ into the saddle? The Devil! What would the Bee say…
Angels on Bikes 