The Hubble telescope locates a great nebulae…with all the same elements that comprise our planet and our bodies.
The Amazon rainforest is a striking and emotional place teeming with life, mystery, beauty, and danger.
In moviemaking parlance, “magic hour” is that alluring transition from afternoon to evening — twilight — when the world of our perceptions changes.
All bark and no bite…um, maybe not.
Irish coast inspiration.
We are all on our way somewhere. All things are on their way somewhere.
Like a giant and soft watercolor with a spiritual quality that changes with the ambient light.
Felt like it painted itself on its’ own.
The sky above and the sea below filled with life.
The Amazon region is a place of life filled with all kinds of colorful critters.
I guess they are friends of the shark, until they aren’t.
Something powerful about the confluence of two great bodies of waters.
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.
Urban industry and city living.
A special moment if you are lucky enough to witness.
Contemplative and calming. Part of the “Sun Series" of paintings.
I think about the 4,000 mile solo hitchhiking trip I took in 1972 to West Coast and back.
A metaphysical moment in nature where no human can deny the serenity and beauty of nature.
I know there is one in there somewhere.
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.
On the horizon is the flat and wide bay.
The beach, where it all begins and ends for me.
Early morning mist over the ocean.
Floating things makes sense but not in waking state.
A golf course on the moon???
From a deep place in the unconscious describing an untouched place of serenity in deep woods.
Spring runoff and seven lace-like waterfalls.
Trees in perfect synch with each other. Are they all related? They must be.
Like a dream, some things seem familiar and make sense while others are somewhat magical that might not make sense in the awake state.
The power of big nature based on elements of the South Pacific.
The birds of the Amazon are ubiquitous.
A Matisse favorite blown up to giant size.
The warm morning glow of dawn in summer, a signal of a new day with fresh possibilities.
Visiting the Amazon region in Peru makes you think all kinds of new thoughts.
Full blooded intensity of big nature sky and water.
Painted after a major surgery reaffirming my love for the beach and ocean swimming.
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.
Feels familiar, were we there?
Three stalwart trees guarding the point.
I am always impressed by a stand of trees. All part of the same family no doubt. Fascinating.
Storm moving out to sea.
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.
Hundreds of thousands of parakeets swarming at dawn preparing to cross the water into the rainforest for the day’s events.
The sun, the focus of all life on our planet.
The flat landscape of the East End of Long Island produces calming images of reverie and quiet.
American farmlands have been the bedrock of so many families with the same American dream.
I have no idea how this title came to be. But It is a soothing painting.
One of a series of paintings of the ever-shifting dunes in the Moroccan Sahara.
Dusk in Austin, Texas produces those alluring high desert scapes, the dust amplifying the end of daylight.
A fanciful intergalactic event.
A moment of stunning beauty, as the mighty Delaware River snake it’s way though rural Pennsylvania on it’s way to the Atlantic.
A Berber man composing his headwrap in the wind. A commission by a fellow traveler to the Sahara in Morocco.
Everything is changing, the light, the mood.
The ultimate charm of the American Midwest landscapes.
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.
Where you will go after living a good life.
End of a long day, time to take stock of all the good things that happened.