Central Park’s Conservatory Garden is my newly-discovered masterpiece. I went back twice, two days in a row. I have lived in New York City since August, 1976 and never visited…
Here is Brooklyn Botanic Garden at it’s best. This painting is a window into my life, an interpretation of all that is splendid about spring. Surrounded by cherry blossoms in…
Where the annual whining about a lack of spring leads me to check out the perennial archives. It’s still wintry, I miss my garden, and the landscape looks scruffy and…
Daffodils and snow are duking it out on this last day of winter. As I am sitting in my living room writing this, I hear someone digging out their car…
Blanketed in snow, Prospect Park takes on a joyful silence. It is snowing today, March 10, after we’ve had a few days of spring-like weather. How appropriate then, that today…
Visitors: an homage to those lucky enough to travel freely, and to those who cannot. I won’t get too political here, this is a blog about painting after all. I…
Recalling the summer sunlight in a port town on the island of Crete. We probably spent no more than four hours in the port city of Chania, Crete. Chania is…
Drawing seemed just right this week. Been liking the pencils a lot lately, probably influenced by my weekly Drawing New York sessions. Drawing is no less challenging than painting—this subject…
A horribly stormy day gave way to this magnificent sunset. I’ve long had this desire to paint the skyline as viewed from the F train as it travels outside across…
Stand patiently for a few moments and get rewarded with brilliance. There’s a ten, maybe fifteen minute window most afternoons to catch the waning sunlight shining through the trees in…
