36" x 24"

Oil

36 x 24"

$850

30" x 24"

Oil

30" x 24"

$560

30" x 24"

$385

32" x 24"

$385

24" x 21"

$450

19" x 19"

$320

30 x 24"

$460

30" x 24"

$450

30" x 24"

$575

24" x 30"

$420

36" x 26"

$580

12" x 16"

$225

12" x 16"

$185

12" x 20"

$350

20" x 16"

$325

14" x 18"

$350

16" x 20"

$265

20" x 16"

$320

36" x 28"

$625

28" x 23"

$425

20" x 16"

$285

28" x 23"

$460

24" x 30"

$520

30" x 24"

$480

$650

30" x 24"

$580

32" x 29"

$580

16" x 20"

$350

17 × 12 | $260

24 × 18 | $280

24 × 20 | $320

13 × 9 | framed | $125

36 × 24 | $400

21 × 17 | $320

24 × 36 | $420

24 × 18 | $350

33 × 29 | $385

35 × 30 | $430

20 × 16 | $320

Way back in the late 80's, I joined with my sister, Judy, and her husband, Jim, on a backpack trip into Idaho's Sawtooth Mountains. We were daily surrounded by breathtaking scenery, and I tried to record at least some of it by camera. The trip made such a deep impression that I had to re-visit in paintings. This little series derives from that wonderful experience.

16 × 20 | $320

21 × 17 | $320

25 × 25 | $385

21 × 25 | $320

20 × 17 | $320

25 × 19 | $385

16 × 22 | $320

30 × 24 | $450

20 × 17 | $285

32 × 29 | $420

20 × 16 | $285

21 × 17 | $260

Strictly a mood piece. I tried to inject a sense of cloying, enveloping sweet sadness at the necessity of closing a very important relationship, the full emotional impact of which was being slowly released in a long solo drive in the foothills. The late damp afternoon diffusion of light, the undeniable beauty of it all, the slow crush of sadness. I wish I could remember the music on the radio.

20 × 16 | $265

24 × 18 | $360

10 × 8 | framed | $120

28 × 23 | $420

30 × 24 | $360

I don't remember the exact location. My wife, Paula, and I used to drive all over western Carolina and Virginia, just marveling at the simple richness and beauty of the land and its occupants. She was unnerved by my sudden stops and reversals to catch a photo. I could never get enough. I have many more images from those days than are depicted on this site. I feel a pact with this blessed part of the country.

36 × 28 | $420

18 × 12 | $285

20 × 16 | $265

20 × 16 | $350

Not too far from where we live, there was still standing an old homestead that must have flourished in the 1930's or 40's. I used to run on the roads out there, and that place intrigued me. You could see that all the structures were built by hand, maybe only the family's hands. Several out-buildings and sheds, corrals, the main house (so tiny and elementary), and this particular barn. I studied this remnant inside and out, trying to imagine its former days, and paying my respects in this piece. All trace of the compound has since disappeared.

30 × 20 | $295

36 × 24 | $360

20 × 16 | $280

13 × 21 | $360

You wander in the Piedmont, in the foothills, in the mountains. And in the towns and cities. And you see that people everywhere want a home, some peace, some presence on the earth that fulfills them. It doesn't have to be big and fancy. Fairness of opportunity is really the key to the fulfillment of potential.

30 × 20 | $360

30 × 24 | $420

32 × 25 | $365

30 × 24 | $325

20 × 16 | $200

30 × 24 | $385

30 × 24 | $360

18 × 24 | $360

18 × 15 | framed | $220

28 × 23 | $380

A well-built house will inevitably yield to the same erosion that all nature experiences in time. I was struck by the skeletal exposure of this once fine abandoned home. Somehow a metaphor of how confidence, supposition, possibly even pretense all submit to nature's perpetual erosion.

24 × 18 | $380

20 × 14 | $250

21 × 17 | $250

36 × 26 | $400

19 × 19 | framed | $250

37 × 27 | $365

$480

24 × 18 | $250

20 × 16 | $280

24 × 18 | $285

16 × 12 | $320

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24 x 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

24 × 24 | painted on board | $350

48 × 48 | $880

16 × 20 | $280

16 × 20 | $280

40 × 30 | $480

40 × 30 | $520

30 × 36 | $320

24 × 30 | $350

26 × 36 | $480

28 × 28 | $350

24 × 30 | $380

40 × 30 × 2.5 | $850

30 × 24 | $480

16 × 20 | $280

30 × 24 | $420

32 × 32 | $480

30 × 24 | $350

16 × 20 | $280

16 × 20 | $280

30 × 22 | $320

38 × 28 | $350

24 × 24 | $350

18 × 24 | $280

30 × 24 | $560

34 × 21 | $550

30 × 24 | $350

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30 × 30 | $420

24 × 24 | $380

30 × 24 | $420

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24 × 24 | $420

32 × 28 | $485

24 × 24 | $360

24 × 24 | $380

32 × 28 | $485

36 × 48 | $520

24 × 24 | $370

24 × 24 | $375

24 × 24 | $420

24 × 24 | $400

30 × 30 | $450

24 × 24 | $350

30 × 40 | $420

24 × 24 | oil on board | $350

This is the stage we're presently in.

30 × 24 | $350

I looked down and all this stuff was happening on a regular day. Wait...

24 × 30 | $350

Doesn't always portend good fortune. Stick it, dork.

30 × 24 | $380

Reality is duality, and these two are sick of each other.

43 × 33 | $580

If I can plug these pigs by 1100 hours, I can get back for lunch.

24 × 30 | $350

Do you see a loose wrecking ball up above this dude?

18 × 24 | $285

Just a bow to the thrill of speed.

30 × 24 | $285

I will never drop that stuff again at the beach.

30 × 24 | $350

Not at the top of my “must see” list.

36 × 48 | $450

When things get tough, don't be late, levitate.

30 × 24 | $475

I have no information, other than this picture, on this scenario.

24 × 24 | $450

And we thought it was just rough tent-life.

24 × 30 | $350

He stopped by our place before getting here, but we were out. Hate I missed him.

16 × 20 | $325

But recovery is rapid and usually occurs at a better place.

30 × 24 | $350

Beyond the underbrush are three different realities.

$420

Escape from the underworld into the otherworld.

30 × 24 | $325

A precarious perch.

48 × 36 | $420

What will people do in Dystopia at the weekend?

$350

Dang, we just put that set-up there.

36 × 25 | $550

They might be searching for animals.

$420

Where dreams go to rest.

24 × 30 | $350

The clean-up squad again. And there will be blood.

28 × 22 | $350

Just a sort of fairy tale location.

24 × 24 | $480

Traditionally, painters honed their basic skills of replication by studying random objects on a table. Especially during the long indoor gray winters of the midlands, bottles, furs, fruits and dinnerware would be subjects. This “still life” disclosed itself from the objects of my imagination... objects common to America.

30 × 40 | $480

Round and round we go, as all the mystics show.

40 × 30 | $480

This is a portrait of whoever is looking.

30 × 24 | $350

Best to get home by dinner.

24 × 30 | $350

Leave it off your “must see” list. Seriously.

$420

Undoubtedly, the several comings of Trump over the last ten or so years, have each felt frontal, ambiguously disruptive, loaded with unknowns. This was painted in early 2016 when I sensed the depth of unease that many Americans felt.

30 × 40 | $480

A serpent untamed.

24 × 30 | $350

The entrainment is showing cracks.

24 × 30 | $420

The clean-up crew on recon.

24 × 30 | $350

A collective migraine.

30 × 24 | $380

They had heard that country people were friendly.

30 × 24 | $420

Peculiar recreation routine.

36 × 48 | $500

There's one over all of them.

30 × 24 | $380

This is a painting that comes from a strain I might call “implicit narrative”, a segment from a story about which there is no explanatory context. It puts together flying figures, “ufo's”, the hinterland beyond the metro, and an imminent meeting of unfamiliar players.

30 × 24 | $350

A pause in the fray, to scope out the past.

24 × 30 | $350

Another of the “implicit narrative” explorations. We pick up catchphrases salted into our conversations by news and entertainment media: “at the end of the day”... “top of mind”...”down the rabbit hole”, etc. What if there was a real rabbit hole, inhabited by gangster bunnies running a covert front operation as computer monitor sales directed by extraterrestrials? Of course.

30 × 24 | $350

I had a fleeting vision of a hard-scrabble couple making ends meet in a bowl of soup. Their struggles, their lessons, their hopes and dreams.

48 × 36 | $580

A vast ritual gathering of indeterminate character: uplifting or evil? Maybe this painting isn't finished.

30 × 24 | $320

Gratuitous violence visits a place of peace and recreational renewal. 

Americana.

30 × 20 | $320

Ever wonder what's just under that sewer lid?

24 × 30 | $350

Just another day on a new job.

30 × 40 | $330

Some days it just feels like the ole bird won't get out of this one.

30 × 40 | $420

It is said in many prophesies that the end times will end, and a new beginning will replace all in a Golden Age. Give it up, boys.

30 × 24 | $350

Is this an exaggeration of the heartbreak of rejection? Or too soft? At the beach yet.

40 × 30 × 2.5 | $850

A somewhat muddled depiction of a developmental surge in one's evolution. If it looks messy... well?

24 × 40 | $380

Let me think.

24 × 30 | $350

Ever wonder who's checking us out up there?

Not me.

22 × 28 | $350

Some inner character showing off.

40 × 30 | $625

On the slightly sci-fi side, of a benevolent blue race gently taking control of the main circuits of a city, as an upgrade into the future.

36 × 48 | $460

More thoughts on airborne watchers.

30 × 24 | $300

A distress signal calculated to ward off attention.

30 × 24 | $350

Just a rumination on many long ago night trips in the mountains.

24 × 24 | $450

A slightly exaggerated version of exposure and methods.

30 × 48 | $385

That moment when all conflicts and contradictions take an ecstatic break.

28 × 22 | $280

I've seen this pair a number of times at different locations in my own flights. They seem to think they have a special encounter up ahead. Probably just dinner.

38 × 30 | $400

The extreme extent of human mass migrations in our era makes my head swim.

30 × 24 | $320

They get deeper with each passing year. Many souls I miss.

30 × 28 | $420

Seems like there must be a place where departures and arrivals can hang out.

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I don't personally know her, but you might.

And the circumstances.

29 × 23 | $385

Lucidity arrives when we’ve cleared the channels of perception in our own mind.

30 × 40 | $480

A bracingly sharp recognition that I (anyone) just completed their self-imposed exile from the movie set of reality.

36 × 40 | $450

A somewhat parasitic subset of humanity hired to increase the volume and speed of transfer of public wealth to corporations and top dogs.

40 × 60 | $850

A study of the steps of human transformation of Mother Earth into eventual space craft for leaving.

40 × 30 | $480

From the inscrutable depths of creation and back again, round and round we go.

24 × 30 | $325

Just playing with variations on projection, contact, and fragmentation.

48 × 20 | triptych | $785

It's the arrival scene where the humans from _________ land and exult in their journey.

24 × 24 | $380

After the Led Zep song Robert Plant wrote while traveling in Morocco. I know nothing of the writhing red thing, but my guess is that it portends of endless troubles between India and Pakistan. (Morocco is way, way far away from this).

24 × 30 | $350

A meditation on the beauty and endless inward journey of going it alone.

24 × 30 | $350

30 × 24 | $370

The way the unknown can beckon one off the beaten path.

24 × 30 | $375

What are the intentions of this gathering of off-world beings?

24 × 30 | $350

The omnipresence of that which watches.

30 × 24 | $380

Then there are those who travel between layers of reality.

60 × 36 | $600

It can get sticky, but who would resist?

36 × 36 | $460

Saturn came to mind.

Notice: any resemblance to the order of planets is purely accidental. Or anything else.

30 × 24 | $350

"I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody, and I wouldn't lose any voters, OK?"

30 × 25 | $350

If you have any idea where this came from, please notify me.

24 × 30 | $320

I simply wanted a figure of humble, powerful stillness.

24 × 30 | $320

Traveling by day on the plains of Mars.

This could be a decoy, beware.

24 × 30 | $350

A metaphysical portrayal of when a person recognizes their own higher being.

23 × 24 | $420

Diplomacy in action.

An admittedly horrifying metaphor of Uncle Sam's ongoing wanton mass slaughters here and there.

40 × 30 | $385

A completely fabricated non-event, testing the limits of credulity. They're pretty wide.

36 × 24 | $320

The early pangs of love, in red satin.

24 × 18 | $285

Some really fine women and guys picking up trash.

40 × 30 × 2.5 | $620

An intuitive projection of what most surely has shown us the way at difficult times.

24 × 30 | $350

Even the breakup of the Matrix has to start somewhere.

24 × 36 | $420

She's unfathomably greedy, greasy, and controlling. And she will not leave.

30 × 24 | $350

I'm not certain, but this might be a commentary on marriage.

30 × 24 | $380

The Dark Lord of his own silly imagination, now cast aside by similar presumptuous fools.

30 × 24 | $350

Nobody I know, but imagine, to be inhabiting the diminishing splendors of the last Amazonian jungles.

30 × 24 | $350

John Doe does a taste test before allowing this wicked thing into his being.

$480

PTSD, or whatever they call it, will put a damper on your evening out.

30 × 24 | $350

One of the Dark Lord's silly social control fantasies.

24 × 24 | $280

Glimmerings of the end of a dream. Where new dreams arise.

24 × 30 | $420

A blatant lie can require hours of clever argumentative support.

48 x 36 | $420

No doubt such abominations are already among us, but in less casual attire.

16 × 20 | $285

These situations cannot be predicted, easily resolved, or forgotten.

48 × 36 | $480

A preview of coming inter-planetary migration.

16 × 20 | $300

Whatever, it's all coming from the same flaw in our nature. But there are real enemies also, at times.

30 × 40 | $420

A ridiculously overt depiction of what often occurs surreptitiously.

30 × 24 | $350

Don't have one.

30 × 24 | $380

It's that crew again, messing around with bad boy toys.

30 × 24 | $680

One out of four will even believe what they see.

40 × 30 | $680

Craft on autopilot, entering exotic domain, dancing required.

40 × 30 × 2.5 | $600

This is not the way it's done. But it does get done.

36 × 24 | $480

A popular retreat of disembodied entities.

24 × 18 | $320

A choreographic variation on crop circles.

18 × 24 | $225

Prom night on heavy drugs.

30 × 24 | $350

Really, who says what we like and why?

60 × 36 | $490

Though it does not depict a literal happening, it's still plausible. Right?

$120

How did this get in here?

18 × 24 | $285

It can dawn on anyone at any time. Then what?

30 × 24 | $285

Some bad funny business down there. This is how we prepare for attack.

60 × 36 | $490

Don't do it unless you're ready to drop on the way.

24 × 30 | $350

I never met these two and have no idea where they are or why.

30 × 24 | $380

People do the craziest things while waiting.

36 × 48 | $420

They are the most difficult to extinguish. Pay attention.

36 × 48 | $725

Empires go up. Empires come down.

48 × 36 | $725

A difficult but necessary exertion.

24 × 30 | $350

A denizen of low intentions.

24 × 24 | $385

There was turmoil in the air.

24 × 30 | $420

What would be the loss of just leaving?

30 × 24 | $380

The child will be the first to see.

30 × 24 | $350

I guess this must have been an unconscious prediction of u.s. foreign policy under the current chefs.

30 × 40 | $380

Sometimes it just gets sickening.

18 × 24 | $225

When a relationship goes into suspended animation. Like, real, but ungrounded.

20 × 16 | $285

Time out down by the rapids.

30 × 24 | $350

This is a broken down moral compass I once saw in the woods, but can't find again.

30 × 48 | $480

The protection and extension of entrenched power is self-legitimizing. 

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My favorite painting of all, as it says everything.

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A rough gesture of disapproval toward the archetype controller.

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The on-again, off-again spirit of conquest.

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He has been spotted monitoring mass public gatherings.

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A system that converts analysis to mass murder then analyses that.

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Moving forward on reverse engineering.

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It'll happen despite any camouflage.

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Locating it in the new complexity requires determination. Then response.

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Snap shot of a friend and me taking off for the day.

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What's over the rise is no accident.

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What appears to be a mere whim can open new vistas.

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The power is waiting.

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Intimations of Immortality.

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Intimations of Immortality.

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There's more down there than anyone can imagine.

There's a taste and a smell that is distinct to war, and probably common to every war. Sweat, shit, blood, expended ordinance. It imprints into the neurological system along with the unforgettable sights. As our country is led into new desperate escapades to clutch on to its slipping economic grip, the human costs will rise exponentially. In this initial piece, I put to use some memories, some sorrows, some predictions. “Angels” are thoroughly briefed in this endless human childish infighting, and have places from which to watch and wait. And wait.

24 x 30 | oil | $380
This started out as a few forlorn swipes at the canvas on a creatively blank day. Then my graphics designer friend, Ashley Virginia (www.ashleyvirginiamusic.com) informed friends she was hired as music entertainer aboard Amtrac. Just the thought of “trains” inspires my imagination. So what was a tangle of smears became this imaginary scene of movement.