spring

Months ago my olde mac was deemed "unfit"

and was summarily dragged off the internet-

as far as posting to my blog was concerned.

Since my posts focus on current events,

discoveries and paintings as they emerge,

there have been several chapters excluded.

Having finished the first run

of maple syrup a week ago and

now that it is the first day of spring,

perhaps i will be able to mark today

as a "recomencment".

painted listening

amidst an ominous calm

forest companions

from crows to chipmunks

sound the alarm

there's urgency in the

buzz of the bees in the

delicate yellow flowers

of jewelweed and the

sound of the autumns

caterpillar industry

hitting overhead leaves

mimics the sound

of falling rain

in a strange quality

of daylight

i photograph

a reiteration of a painting

called " the past rushing past"

as the rumble of distant thunder

finally mixes with the

surrounding chorus

and get the painting inside before

the heavens open up

"requiem for a cheerleader" 48 x 66 in.

the scream

there are frogs
both peepers and pippins
and the crickets in the
full moon rhythmic pulse behind
a crisp lyric dancing
with the wind in the leaves
i scatter almonds to the
flock of grouse
interrupted
on the lane-way
to this spring's firewood
elements
touching

i return to the quartz floods
and linseed, damar and turpentine
to paint the scream

this morning the blackbirds
congregated in the tree tops

"the scream" 48 x 66 in. ... as the past rushes past

forest mirage

painting in the woods

the heat of day diminishing

the sun settles toward

the distant ridge

illuminating

the translucence

of the jewel weed

against moss-covered

limestone

sweeping the straw

from the cut-stone terrace

the stems of the succulents that

succumbed to the drought

perhaps the painting

contains some of the

forest's longing

for rain

 "mirage"    66 x 48 in.

thanks to all who came to the exhibition

and after-party ... there was a suggestion

that we do it again

painting in the woods

breathing in

and reflecting

between the "now"

of this time and place

and the emerging recollections

as the old painting gathers momentum

expanding

in new directions

A painting from winter of 07 

on Martha's Vineyard

of Plein Air wooden boat work

and of painting a record to share

but not a painting entirely from

either here from memory

or there

was "opened up"

as they say

but not with what they normally mean

because rather than making

a significant change

with paint and brushes

because the painting is on plywood

the "opening" was possible with

another familiar tool at hand-

the chain saw

48 x 36 in. oil on birch ply

and then in the revisiting of an afternoon of freejazz

and painting on canvas in public

the forest seems to have added its voice

and only as the sun set on this forest hillside

from the open valley to the west

illuminating the forest edge

from beneath the canopy

with the a spectrum of red from

cadmium red light to quinacridone

did the painted premonition

reveal its source

Premonition Forest Sunset  48 x 80 in.

calculating risk assessment

painting the key signature
of flocks-violet
en plein air
of maples
while calculating the
risk assessment of
cobalt and phthaloquinine blue
cadmium red
chromium green and
quinacridone
while listening to
a chorus of
hungry baby flycatchers


PB

48 x 66 in.


deep high or deep low
in outer or inner space
reflecting energy unharnessed
it rolls into being then out again
without form, without function

simple love in motion

SD