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.

Like a giant and soft watercolor with a spiritual quality that changes with the ambient light.

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.

Dusk in Austin, Texas produces those alluring high desert scapes, the dust amplifying the end of daylight.

Urban industry and city living.

I know there is one in there somewhere.

The warm morning glow of dawn in summer, a signal of a new day with fresh possibilities.

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.

Something powerful about the confluence of two great bodies of waters.

Hundreds of thousands of parakeets swarming at dawn preparing to cross the water into the rainforest for the day’s events.

Visiting the Amazon region in Peru makes you think all kinds of new thoughts.

Painted after a major surgery reaffirming my love for the beach and ocean swimming.

The Amazon rainforest is a striking and emotional place teeming with life, mystery, beauty, and danger.

On the horizon is the flat and wide bay.

The birds of the Amazon are ubiquitous.‍

The sky above and the sea below filled with life.

The beach, where it all begins and ends for me.

Trees in perfect synch with each other. Are they all related? They must be.

The Amazon region is a place of life filled with all kinds of colorful critters.

I have no idea how this title came to be. But It is a soothing painting.

All bark and no bite…um, maybe not.

Felt like it painted itself on its’ own.

A metaphysical moment in nature where no human can deny the serenity and beauty of nature.

The Hubble telescope locates a great nebulae…with all the same elements that comprise our planet and our bodies.

Early morning mist over the ocean.

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 am always impressed by a stand of trees. All part of the same family no doubt. Fascinating.

Irish coast inspiration.

Floating things makes sense but not in waking state.

Full blooded intensity of big nature sky and water.

One of a series of paintings of the ever-shifting dunes in the Moroccan Sahara.

A moment of stunning beauty, as the mighty Delaware River snake it’s way though rural Pennsylvania on it’s way to the Atlantic.

Like a dream, some things seem familiar and make sense while others are somewhat magical that might not make sense in the awake state.

From a deep place in the unconscious describing an untouched place of serenity in deep woods.

Everything is changing, the light, the mood.

The ultimate charm of the American Midwest landscapes.

A Berber man composing his headwrap in the wind. A commission by a fellow traveler to the Sahara in Morocco.

I guess they are friends of the shark, until they aren’t.

A Matisse favorite blown up to giant size.

Storm moving out to sea.

Where you will go after living a good life.

The power of big nature based on elements of the South Pacific.

We are all on our way somewhere. All things are on their way somewhere.

Spring runoff and seven lace-like waterfalls.

End of a long day, time to take stock of all the good things that happened.

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.

The flat landscape of the East End of Long Island produces calming images of reverie and quiet.

I think about the 4,000 mile solo hitchhiking trip I took in 1972 to West Coast and back.

Feels familiar, were we there?

Three stalwart trees guarding the point.

A fanciful intergalactic event.

In moviemaking parlance, “magic hour” is that alluring transition from afternoon to evening — twilight — when the world of our perceptions changes.

A special moment if you are lucky enough to witness.

Contemplative and calming. Part of the “Sun Series" of paintings.

A golf course on the moon???