Tuesday, March 17, 2020


All the paintings, without the rude commentary. Each work has its own post for more explication (see Blog Archive in sidebar). Here the latest posting is at the the top (though the work might be from years earlier, just photographed now).

Time To Surf  2017  mixed media on paper  9" x 12"

TV Watcher, 2017  oil on canvas  30" x 24"

Earth Healing 4, 2017  oil on canvas  30" x 24"

VENUS: Olympus/Night  2017  oil on canvas  20" x 16"
Woman at the Sea  5/2016  oil on canvas  8" x 10"

Noelle Ascending    16" x 20"    oil on canvas    5.2017

Hathor    30" x 24"    oil on canvas    5.29.2017

Dying Comedian    16" x 20"    pencil, pastel, acrylic and oil on canvas    10.2016

Vibration (Earth Healing 3)    30" x 24"  oil on canvas  2017

Earth Healing 2    30" x 24"  oil on canvas  2017

Lake    20" x 16"  oil on canvas  2017

Earth Healing 1    30" x 24" oil on canvas 2016

Big    30" x 24"  oil on canvas  2016

Prostitute    20" x 16" oil on canvas  2016

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Time To Surf

Time To Surf  2017  mixed media on paper  9" x 12"

Existentially yours,

Saturday, March 3, 2018

"Transformative Space" at August Wilson Center, Pittsburgh

A long overdue consideration of Black art not as an expression of victimization but as triumph over America's "anti-culture" (meaning, art is dead here, to most people). Magnificent stuff, and you get Bob Thompson!

Summit  Jack Whitten  1998  mixed media on canvas  84" x 73"
Read the review from ARTSLANT:

Info from the August Wilson Center: 

In short: runs till April 1st, 980 Liberty Avenue, no admission fee listed but you can call and check: 412-339-1011

Sunday, February 25, 2018

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Earth Healing 4

Earth Healing 4   8/2017  oil on canvas  30" x 24"

Finally this is online.  The developing idea of the Earth Healing series is, I will do ~24 of them, and hang them in a room encircling the viewer, about 6-8" between them. The viewer will become the Solar Entity, watching the Earth revolving around him/her.  I will call it Earth Orbit Room (or Solar Healing room? the healing will emanate from you). Serial, interactive, installation art, yuck! Me and my big ideas..

Sunday, February 18, 2018

VENUS series: No. 1

VENUS: Olympus/Night  2017  oil on canvas  20" x 16"

This is the first picture of the VENUS series, don't know why I started but I'm determined to finish it; a series is kind of a trap. You can only exhibit it once, if someone buys a picture integral to the concept: like this one.

Why Venus? She rules my life and yours; every man wants her and every woman wants to be her. Nice line for a perfume, but I'm a painter. I've got about four of this series in progress and am waiting for more ideas. The concept such as it is, is Venus' place into my life in this century (how a gallerist would find that interesting I don't know). 'Birth' takes place in my childhood bedroom, sort of, but I'm leery of making jokes on the time/space dichotomies.

Venus is here summiting Mount Olympus in the middle of the night. This is the one canvas in my life where the initial picture in my mind of what it could look like, at the end it happened! I gave up half way through, you can't imagine my surprise. Am I an artist?

Friday, February 16, 2018

Photography in the ICU: condition stable

I was going to mention at the end of my 'wrong altar' piece, in parentheses: photographers seem to search out the cliche.

I'm seriously disappointed in almost all the 'art' photography I see. Take your pick among slice-of-life kids with guns and needles, blank-faced rich kids in a waking coma, empty landscapes that seem determined not to evoke an emotion (verboten in the 'postmodern' art world; emotion is seen as 'naive'; authenticity a hopelessly outdated concept. Admittedly the challenge of authenticity is greater than ever but no one wants to step up to the plate; I think that's what's missing from today's art), hypermarch├ęs from ceiling height with every single item on sale, people at a nightclub, dreamlike tableaus from some alt-Hollywood, people from 'marginal' communities in full frontal (do you really want to copy television?), pseudo-pornography determined not to turn people on but to be taken 'seriously'... the list goes on.

I'm sure you know who/what I'm talking about. The problem in each seems to be the same: photographers tend not to put forth their own vision, but rather what they think an audience will respond to. It's a bit of a crowd-pleasing element that I don't think belongs there. Is it because they are insecure about an art form that basically requires only that you point and shoot? If so, they are missing the point (no pun intended, please); with such an immediate capture, the demand of this form is immediacy, not the opposite. The demand is for intuition, spirited emotion (define it how you will), daring, engagement with life, not thoughts about it; Zen.

This I think is the province, the challenge of photography, but those who really engage with it don't seem to have a chance in the big galleries; as if staging a shot were a sign of seriousness. Like, I have a camera too buddy. I shoot pictures out an' about, what of it? Is it a failure of the curators, gallery owners, not to be able to discern to good, the genius, from the bad, the random? The charge on the gate-keepers is pretty hefty, admittedly. I would not want to sift through the many thousands of photographs taken on the fly purporting to be the ultimate, the transcendent, etc. But the state of photography pretty well encapsulates the sad state of the art world today; an eschewing of the 'authentic' in favor of, well, you call it: the proper bourgeois aesthetic distance, the jaded search for a more elegant perversity, enough irony to keep 'reality' at a safe distance hahaha. Okay I'll stop.

Whatever happened to the practice of finding, as the Buddhists would put it, the 'jewel in the manure'? Where is the visual equivalent of the Blues, as a universal language, not limited to Americans or to any class, race, or category? Where are the Zen photographers? They're out there, but they're not going to make anybody any money. They're too good. As with so many things...

If you think I've missed something/someone, let me know. I know I've taken a really harsh view of photography but I see the same thing (almost) every time. I'd be happy to be proved wrong.