Henry the Clown tried to hitchhike his way out of town on his escape from the circus he was living in. No one offered Henry a ride and now he is alone and darkness is approaching. He pauses though in revelation on witnessing his very first sunset as a free man. Who knows what tomorrow will bring for our neophyte Henry.
So Henry the clown contemplated the door and has now gone through it out into the world. He is “on the lamb” from the life he was living and is venturing out in the world to see just what it is made of. Stay tuned. We will be right with him through his discoveries, his trials and tribulations, his becoming.
This little painting is the start of a narrative about becoming. About questioning ones self about where in life they are and where they might be headed. Stay tuned as Henry the Clown adventures out into life, loses his innocence and discovers himself.
In Downtown Des Moines we have a most excellent sculpture park. A subdued painting on a gray day of Nara’s “White Ghost.” Middle ground is Hume’s “Back of Snowman.” and the late Barry Flanagan’s “Thinker on a Rock.”
Once again we walk the dark and rainy streets of Downtown Philadelphia in the area known as Rittenhouse. I am fascinated by the architecture and perspectives of the city. Especially in the rain.
One cold, rainy, and windy early spring day in downtown Des Moines, Iowa just north of the library. Love trying to capture what is reflected back from wet concrete streets.
Chicago provides numerous and great opportunities to study and paint the cityscape.
Meanwhile… back at the legendary Chelsea Hotel…
early 2015 trip to NYC found me here again!
Can’t wait to paint in Chicago again. Paint early. Paint often.
This is a knife painting of the back entrance of a little but supremely excellent Italian restaurant and hotel in South Beach Miami.
McGillins Pub is in Philadelphia and a favorite place to relax after a long days work. I’ve traveled to Philly many times and enjoy walking downtown to this little spot on Drury Street. You turn the corner and yep… there it is!
I spent a lot of time in all the boroughs of NYC. Brooklyn and Manhattan are very special places and this bridge that connects them is historic and almost magical. on One particular trip I walked across the bridge and back every morning. This particular day was cloudy and rainy. Gray.
My wife Becky and I spent a month one week at the Chelsea Hotel back in 2008. The famous lobby and paintings are now gone. We met the ghosts of Andy Warhol, Sid Vicious, Arthur Miller, and Truman Capote. Fun.
Had the pleasure of spending some time in Salt Lake City earlier this year. This is a painting of the view from my hotel room across the street from Caffe Molise, a great restaurant.