In the fall of 2025, my wife and I traveled to England, with a week in Mayfair London, and a week in the Cotswolds. Renting a cottage in the village of Broadway, which was an ideal English countryside location. A small village, with three legendary Inns, a beautiful old hotel, and plenty of shops, galleries, and pubs. We could have stayed there forever. With daily walks to town through the fields filled with sheep and horses. Wonderful.
A recent visit to the south of France netted a ton of reference material. Stay tuned!
Big paintings are not meant to be viewed on a little device. They are so much more energizing in person!
The third installment of the Flooded Field after a heavy spring rain. In person, one can really see and sense the high humidity about the Iowa field-scape.
This is a smaller version of the last painting. They both worked out marvelously. The sky and the water both have the full spectrum of color in them.
This is the seventh painting in the stratified series.
“Most every night
The confetti falls at dusk
Like a Jubilee”
I’ve been concentrating on skies. In this series, I intend to pull them apart.
The 7th in the Bird on a wire series. The sky being the star again.
Third in the striated series on paper.
I keep returning to the subject matter that I often refer to as nothingness. A seemingly empty sky on a field of 136 day old corn and a murmur of Starlings coming to perch.
Sometimes I have to turn away from a current series and do something completely different. Today it was black and white cityscape day. We have been to London three times in the last two years, renting a flat for a week with friends, then traveling on. Last fall it was a week in the Cotswolds. Loved!
36×36 oil paint on gallery wrap canvas
Driving around central Iowa during the early harvest and you often will find a group, a grumble, or a chattering of starlings in the fields.
I recently added the birds to this painting, which was earlier posted as Early Corn. This version is much more desirable to be around.
41×29 oil on Rivas BFK paper
This is a new support and a new process I am experimenting with. MJ Harding non-absorbent primer and paint on Rives BFK paper.
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.
Love the Iowa Sky in Fall at harvest time.
Every now and then I have to paint with a knife to see and feel that very fresh paint. This is the beach on Sanibel.
I continue to be infatuated with my own little happy staycation place, Sanibel, Florida. The Sea Grape tree, plant, bush, shrub really, is of particular interest since the devastating effects of hurricane Ian. Enjoy.
My sixth painting in the Southwest Florida Series. This one was so fun, I will be painting more with the Ibis, and in larger formats. Stay tuned!
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!
Searching for new Iowa towns to paint. Let me know your ideas!
This piece I deemed finished earlier this year, then decided it needed more foreground. I think the snowy trees turned out pretty well.
I spent some time in early June in Paris and London. this is the first in a series of city scapes. Stay tuned!
Another Steamboat Springs effort from last week’s ski trip.
This is a favorite spot of mine on the mountain. This one I did with brushes, the previous version, with a knife.
The things I love to do. Ski. Ski Paintings.
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.
The new gondola in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. The Wild Blue!
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.
I remain hopeful that I have a major announcement in the days to come!
I usually stay on a subject for a series of takes and sketches. I’ve reached the finish line on this one.
Latest works. Colors are just starting to change.
