This blog is an intimate view of life through my eyes. The reason I am even bothering to write is simply to elaborate on my work. It is like a private tour of my house. If you know more than just my name you will enjoy the painting that you have just purchased better. I like to know where something came from and I am sure you do too. Let me tell you a story from the past.
When I lived in San Francisco I painted abstracts. They were still people but very abstract. It was like I was just preparing to paint. I would put the paint down and smear it around and be with it and feel good about it and stop smearing. After I had my son, I still painted smeary paintings but they were much softer colors.
Then slowly bodies and faces started emerging from the smear. The faces started speaking to me and I could feel a certain rightness is going this direction. It felt right in my soul. I painted my son and I painted strangers. My son was the only one that was really just him and not some made up persona. I was documenting his life. Everyone else was just exploring.
After he grew up I did not do any documenting anymore. and I lost all the paintings I did of my son except one. And when it is all said and done, I regret not documenting everything for my grandchildren. You have to not just think about yourself. If you are an artist then do your kids over and over till they are grown and then some. You have a special gift that they will want. give it to them.