Sometimes a Heart gets all caught up in everything, looses its way and winds up out of control and in a vortex. It happens all the time. Don’t worry bout it.
Buck the Cat is fastidious. Meow
Grazing cat. Meow. https://www.dailypaintworks.com/buy/auction/1381598
Festive Cat and none too happy. Meow.
In Florida, roosters and chickens are feral. That’s where this one lives. They’re only as tames as they need to be and live well in their free range.
Ted and Jean slept here. Nice place, I could stay another couple weeks but… We check out tomorrow.
Florida. Here we are for the week while Ted works. It’s quite different than the the places I call home in the northeast mid and south west. Different flora and fauna, lots of water everywhere and not all that walkable. Skyscrapers ans doublewides dominate the cities. Mosquitos and seabirds are all over the grasslands andContinue reading “Tropic of Cancer-Causeway”
It’s a rainy, mid-autumn day in the canyons of New York City, just north of Grand Central Station. It’s a scene that shows the construction of a building whose bones and entrails are on display, awaiting its clothing of cladding and windows. Traffic edges forward hardly noting the disruption of flow, all business, as usual.Continue reading “Vanderbilt and E.45th”
Victor Colorado has and annual Plein Air event. I painted there for over a week last summer. Victor is a gold mining town and has been since the 19th century. There’s mine pits and mine heads all over town, lots to paint.
Black Cat, birdseye view.
We have a lot of stuff…too much. We have a storage unit to accommodate all the forgotten memories, boxes packed decades ago, abandoned projects and other extraneous ephemera of the ages. We go there seldom because none of it really matters any more. It’s just that it’s hard to let go so we pay overContinue reading “East Brunswick Storage Unit”
A cat’s eye view. Meow.
We’re driving on a Saturday afternoon and it’s starting to snow. It’s winter in New York, scrub trees in the field mowed last fall are a silhouetted filigree against the leaden horizon. It’s not the sort of scene to leave the car to admire. The wind starts to gust.
In late winter we took a drive to the east of our city, Troy. Here the austerity of the hills frozen and neutral, the cold, cold sky draped with clouds pushing northeast, all of this struck me as a beauty specific to Upstate. This landscape is worthy of painting in every season, late winter beingContinue reading “East Brunswick, New York”
The cat nap. Meow.
Buck the cat’s an indoor/outdoor cat…That’s just the way he rolls.
Buck the Cat prepares to pounce. Meow.
Buck the Cat quickly trots on a mission known only to himself. Meow.