Early morning mist over the ocean.
I know there is one in there somewhere.
A moment of stunning beauty, as the mighty Delaware River snake it’s way though rural Pennsylvania on it’s way to the Atlantic.
Irish coast inspiration.
Something powerful about the confluence of two great bodies of waters.
End of a long day, time to take stock of all the good things that happened.
From a deep place in the unconscious describing an untouched place of serenity in deep woods.
The sun, the focus of all life on our planet.
A special moment if you are lucky enough to witness.
The flat landscape of the East End of Long Island produces calming images of reverie and quiet.
The power of big nature based on elements of the South Pacific.
Feels familiar, were we there?
The beach, where it all begins and ends for me.
A golf course on the moon???
Felt like it painted itself on its’ own.
A Matisse favorite blown up to giant size.
Trees in perfect synch with each other. Are they all related? They must be.
The Amazon rainforest is a striking and emotional place teeming with life, mystery, beauty, and danger.
All bark and no bite…um, maybe not.
One of a series of paintings of the ever-shifting dunes in the Moroccan Sahara.
The Amazon region is a place of life filled with all kinds of colorful critters.
Everything is changing, the light, the mood.
A landscape I never actually experienced in life came alive on this canvas. A deep sense of peace and serenity. All is right with the world here on Cherry Lane.
Sometimes a painting is made and lives for many years and then the artist chooses to obliterate it and create something completely new and different…although there can be ideas from the previous painting that survive. This is true for this painting.
I am always impressed by a stand of trees. All part of the same family no doubt. Fascinating.
Off in the distance living their best tree life, undisturbed except for conditions which they are designed to endure. Such a great sense of peace.
Contemplative and calming. Part of the “Sun Series" of paintings.
I have no idea how this title came to be. But It is a soothing painting.
The Hubble telescope locates a great nebulae…with all the same elements that comprise our planet and our bodies.
A Berber man composing his headwrap in the wind. A commission by a fellow traveler to the Sahara in Morocco.
Like a dream, some things seem familiar and make sense while others are somewhat magical that might not make sense in the awake state.
Floating things makes sense but not in waking state.
Storm moving out to sea.
Three stalwart trees guarding the point.
In moviemaking parlance, “magic hour” is that alluring transition from afternoon to evening — twilight — when the world of our perceptions changes.
Visiting the Amazon region in Peru makes you think all kinds of new thoughts.
We are all on our way somewhere. All things are on their way somewhere.
On the horizon is the flat and wide bay.
I guess they are friends of the shark, until they aren’t.
Hundreds of thousands of parakeets swarming at dawn preparing to cross the water into the rainforest for the day’s events.
A metaphysical moment in nature where no human can deny the serenity and beauty of nature.
American farmlands have been the bedrock of so many families with the same American dream.
I, along with a group of people, once witnessed a series of UFOs in the night sky over Lake Cayuga in Ithaca, NY. We had many questions, but very few answers.
Like a giant and soft watercolor with a spiritual quality that changes with the ambient light.
The birds of the Amazon are ubiquitous.
The ultimate charm of the American Midwest landscapes.
Full blooded intensity of big nature sky and water.
Spring runoff and seven lace-like waterfalls.
A fanciful intergalactic event.
Painted after a major surgery reaffirming my love for the beach and ocean swimming.
The sky above and the sea below filled with life.
I started this painting with no preconceived notion of what it would be, but like the mystery based in nature that it became. The title was inspired by Zen Master Alan Watt's book.
I think about the 4,000 mile solo hitchhiking trip I took in 1972 to West Coast and back.
Where you will go after living a good life.
Dusk in Austin, Texas produces those alluring high desert scapes, the dust amplifying the end of daylight.
The warm morning glow of dawn in summer, a signal of a new day with fresh possibilities.
Urban industry and city living.
