Of Sea and Sky
Winter Comes to the Cape
I Sing a Song of Praise
I Sing a Song of Praise – to the new year and to things unchanged, to the poetry of motion and to the vibrating stillness at the heart of everything. Enjoy!
The Light Advances
Ever since my first trip to the Isle of Shoals, I’ve been haunted by the extraordinary loveliness of dawn at sea…something about the nuanced colors hovering almost invisibly along the horizon, and the sound of lapping water. The Light Advances is an homage to that sequence of moments – still enveloped by the silence of night.
Marconi Morning
The Marconi Beach at the Cape Cod National Seashore has an interesting history – it was at this location that the Italian inventor Marconi set up his wireless station to prove that wireless, trans-Atlantic communication could work. Erosion eventually destroyed the station, as ocean waves chewed at the high, sandy dune plateau. The steep beach is still lovely, however, and the Park Service maintains a lookout post high on the dune, overlooking the original site, offering a wonderful vantage for enjoying the stark beauty of the Cape Cod National seashore.
Marconi Morning shows waves rolling up to the sandy beach on a fine morning in June. I know Marconi “heard” the vibration of the water’s music (and the vibrations of his tower) during severe weather. I offer a more subtle music with this painting. Enjoy!
Three ways to look at a wave
October at the Pond
A walk in the woods and suddenly you come upon a pond. This discrete view into nature’s heart was obtained during a brief walk at Hamlin Woods before starting my day at the studio. The abstract reflections and intense color were startling. A painting found…and a very abstract one! Welcome to October at the Pond. Enjoy!
Technical painting notes - The painting began in my usual way, brushing transparent colors on a prepared panel with a bristle filbert brush, mostly transparent reddish tones and burnt umber near the top, then greenish umber and sap green below, with patches of red oxide. When the underlayer was dry, I began at the top using a palette knife and assorted grays and whites (mixed with Liquin Impasto) to loosely block in what would become dried grasses at the pond edge. I worked my way down using the knife and medium to refine what I remembered from the woods, with a group of photos for reference. I used a brush to draw in the reflected tree trunks and branches. After a few days working toward detail, I realized I was missing the spirit of the moment, so I went back to working more broadly with a palette knife, layering color over the previous work and softening the surface with a nylon wash brush. With less detail, the abstract underpinnings showed through more brilliantly, I “saw” finally the place I had seen. Additional refinement of the color blocks with glazing and a suggestion of reflected trunks came next, along with picking out a few small details in the grass edge with a super sharp, nylon detail brush.
I’ve found that some paintings can only be achieved with a false start. The painting begins, you realize it needs something drastic, and the process of sanding, wiping out, or obliterating the image becomes the key to achieving the effects you needed. It’s a slow and sometimes painful process, but one that can yield some of the most interesting work.
A Nauset Wave
A Nauset Wave is a Nauset Wave is a Nauset Wave…..or so a famous poet might have said had she seen the waves at Nauset Beach on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. Something about the slope of the beach and the amount of sand carried in the waves gives a distinctive color to the water as it crests, hovering between green and sandy brown, with bits of seaweed floating about. I loved the delicate tones in the wave and nuanced movement of foam left high and almost dry in the foreground. Usually a wave just quietly does what it does, and we are left to enjoy it or not. Enjoy!










