"The only good things to come out of that inauguration were the marches all over the country the day after, millions of people taking to the streets of their own free will, most of them women, packed in tight, lots of pink hats, lots of signage, earnest, vulgar, witty, a few brilliant ("Take your broken heart and make it art"), and all of it rather civil and good-humored. That's the great America I grew up in. It's still here."
"One can travel the world and see nothing. To achieve understanding, it is not necessary to see many things, but to look hard at what you see." -Morandi
This is a collection of still lifes made in 2015 and 2016. They are a part of an ongoing interest in looking at what is around me.
Here are pictures from an ongoing study of paint and the human figure.
These drawings range from fast and gestural to those that are more fully developed. They also show the influence of several of my teachers from over the years.
This is a collection of portraits done mostly with graphite. I am after a likeness in this work. I am also trying to express something about who a person is - perhaps my feelings about them or toward them, even perfect strangers or something about their energy and the way they fill space. I find this pursuit infinitely challenging as well as immensely rewarding.
This is a body of photographs made on the 75th anniversary of Gandhi's Salt March. For 25 days, a group of delegates walked in Gandhi's footsteps, retracing his steps through the Indian state of Gujarat.
Here are a few academic pieces made from cast sculptures. While many artist today find this type of training tedious, I found it to be a critical part of my own development. It helped me become more patient, gave me time to study the effects of light on form and taught me a logical progression in making a picture, one that I can choose to use or not.
These photographs were made along a motorcycle odyssey across Canada and the US. I rode alone with a Leica M3 for about a month and a half. My old bike had a lot of mechanical problems along the way. This meant that I broke down several times, stayed in places and met people that I would never have otherwise encountered. On one occasion, a black bear woke me up by sniffing along the outside of my tarp. This said, I was never truly alone.
These photographs were made at an anti-war rally in NYC at the beginning of the Iraq War after 9/11, a war that many considered an illegal occupation.
Here are some drawings pulled from sketchbooks from over the years. Sketchbooks are a great way for me to visually explore and to make shorthand notations (and sometimes make developed pictures) of compelling ideas. This practice, over the years, has certainly helped me better understand what it is that I am interested in developing.