This is fifth in a series of large format corn harvest paintings. This one being 2 miles east of Granger, Iowa. The sky all subtle hues of the three primary and three secondary colors from horizon to zenith. Violet, red, orange, yellow, green, and blue.
My painting practice involves attempting to create a rich and prismatic sky of pastels, from horizon to zenith, as often seen in the magical hours of the day both in the morning and at evening time. This, with a knife.
The fourth in a series of paintings up and down the gulf shore. This one is still on Sanibel, where you can often feel wonderfully alone on the beach. Well, almost alone!
There is a particular ether to the light at Sanibel Island, Florida. If you know the place, you might be familiar with why this is so. Sanibel is shaped like a shrimp, with Captiva being the tail. The apex of its back, which is exactly where the Casa Ybel property is situated, faces straight south towards Key West and beyond to Havana, Cuba. Therefore, like no other beach, the Sun comes up where the beach meets the water in the East, and goes down where the beach meets the water in the West. Very unique, and very easy to get sun burned there. Stay tuned for more!
Here is my second in a series of the Florida Gulf Coast area in and around Sanibel Island. This is often what it looks like early morning Mid April. Stay tuned for more!
There is plenty of subject matter in the small towns of Iowa to build a series of paintings reflecting small town charm. this one is turning out pretty well. What do you think?
I did a larger version of the last painting. This one is stunning in person. Though un-stretched at present, it is obviously intended for the Colorado markets.
This was the year I returned to Steamboat Springs, Colorado and started a series of alpine paintings destined to the Rocky Mountain gallery market. Inquires to my contact page.
While still a work-in-progress, this strange painting has got me dreaming of Steamboat Springs, Colorado. The mountain “Sleeping Giant” looms in the distance as the horses frolic in the snow covered hills.
Because I constructed this large painting straight from the imagination, you can count me out as a realist. From the imagination counts as romanticism, and if it’s considered not ugly, it then falls within Romantic Positivism.
It’s a work in progress, as I see a few things, a few values worth fixing. Maybe some telephone poles. This painting is rather big at 4 feet by 5 feet and, I am getting very comfortable with the larger paintings. Stay tuned!
I consider 10th and Locust, in downtown Des Moines, my neighborhood as it is three blocks from my studio. There is a rather decent Italian restaurant in the building you are looking at, along with the Temple Theater venue for live events. Across the street to the west is a Starbucks, also very convenient for coffee and meetings.
2021 has come to a close with this last plein air study. Here I now stand, after following the rules of classical form for five years of painting, at the precipice of knowing that what lies ahead is toward the abstract. In order to avoid painting another ho-hum landscape, albeit ones with sound harmony and sensibilities, I’ve realized, from recent in-depth studies of the principles of Cezanne, that true art comes from the corruption and violation of nature. One is otherwise making a replica or a copy of her. The picture is the thing. It is its own thing. A two dimensional thing that must be created in its own right. I’m setting out. Wish me luck.
I lived in California for five years in the early 90’s. As a school age kid, I was a California dreamer. Volkswagen beetles and flower power seemed very alluring to me. The entire west did. I eventually discovered it all and, the west and its beauty became my inspiration to paint. The Golden Gate Bridge represented the entire promise of what the west had to offer. Today, it is a vastly different cultural and political climate but, the beauty remains. This painting will most assuredly find a home.
This is the result of a two-hour plein air excursion in Des Moines. Though it is not finished, I am hesitant to paint on it again to guard against altering its freshness.
I’ve been driving around the surrounding farmlands this summer and fall, taking photos of future paintings. I just got around to facing, and finishing this one, after starting it a month ago, and being intimidated by the light in it.
It’s rewarding to knock off a small painting of, say, 12×16 but, I’d like to increase my production of larger paintings such as this one. This is still a work in progress and I’ll only fix a few small details.
Farm life subject matter is something not to be overlooked in Iowa. In fact, it’s a challenge not to consider when looking for striking compositions here in the prairie.
Took a nice trip to Odebolt, Iowa to see some farming friends, play some golf, do some grilling, with a side trip to Boyer. Breaking trail with that one.
I am beginning to drive around the state of Iowa more often, scouting for those special places that may be painted in the early or late light of day. This was a barn just east of Adel, Iowa that I found interesting enough to sketch out. The light, however, is the thing I am after.
Clouds have inspired me lately and, there is every color in the sky. Ultramarine, Cerulean, Viridian, Yellow Ochre, and Alizarin are all used, though very highly tinted, with Titanium White. This, excluding Burnt Umber, is my entire palette.
I loved the photo of this little newborn calf I captured a few weeks ago and, had done a little study in oil previously. Here it is again, in a 12×12, painted for a second time and, a precursor to a large format piece.