I’m at SeaTac airport waiting for my plane

Mando tunes at SeaTac


…. time to play some tunes. My paints and supplies, a few panels and misc all fit into an old Samsonite blue suitcase from Goodwill. Just made it right at 50 pounds to check on the plane. I hope to have plenty of time for painting on this trip staying in the double decker bus up-country near Haiku.

Picture of painting the hills outside the shop
Painting the hills outside the shop 3-2018

I’m trying to get the winter color of our hills today. The gentle clouds drifted over the lip of the ridge and then vanished. Such fine gradations of muted grays. There are a couple of geese that come to our pond every spring, we want to think it’s the same pair. They flew in, honking to announce their arrival, landing together in the water. I’ve been thinking of some kind of bird flying by in this painting, but it can’t turn into a cliche. These Canadian Honkers might be the ticket.

“Oops, Wrong Button.” All our phones went off with alarms and an official looking alert saying a ballistic missile was headed for Hawaii. It said, very clearly, this is not a drill! We got the same message cutting in on the local TV. I’m at Mille and Bill’s on Maui and seemed like the best place to stay for the end…. so we made coffee and waited for over a half hour for a notice that it was all a mistake. The original painting is by Janet Davis and Bill came up with the mushroom cloud in the distance and I drew it onto Janet’s painting on my phone.

It’s been a while since I’ve posted here. With my focus on shows, performances, family and a trip to Oregon to see the total eclipse of the sun, writing takes a back seat. A few events that have happened over the summer of 2017: my Rheology painting exhibition at Gard Vintners set up in August to run through September. 21 new paintings and prints. Two paintings in the GalleryOne juried community art show….. Rheology 1304 received the Purchase Award from the City of Ellensburg and will hang in City Hall! To be recognized by our town really warms my heart.

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As the surface dries the particles of ink disperse, flow and deposit.

The website is coming together, but I’m having a little difficulty keeping track of all the pieces. It’s a balance of the diligent work of the technical and the looseness of the artistic. While this painting energy is here I’ll try to ride the wave and keep it going, doing a new painting just about everyday. The technique is settling in, it’s an event, a few key strokes that evolve into the image. They must stay a mystery, with a certain level of control and craft to get them to work along with a big dose of uncertainty and randomness.

I got out to the studio today, excited to paint. Yesterday, a few friends came out and I showed them what I was working on… and everything worked. The ink flowed the and as we watched it created an image that begged our interpretation. Not today. After the initial strokes came off the brush they just sat there, so of course I had to start fiddling with it. Several hours later, the mud was too much to bare and I just walked away.