I love how old instruments evoke questions... questions about the people who have played them and enjoyed their music, the places and homes where they've resided, and the many many songs they've heard and how they transformed rooms with emotion and beauty. This piece is one of my personal favorites.
Acrylic 30"x30"on canvas
Based on a photograph taken during my travels to Augusta, GA. I love old and abandoned homes like this... but you never see them in Orlando (for obvious reasons). And this was my favorite find while I was on the hunt for them. It reminds of the temporal nature of "stuff"; while the world around us is wasting away, our inner nature is being renewed day by day. Don't focus on what is seen, but rather what is unseen.
Acrylic on canvas
The Way of Life
Acrylic on Arches
Commissioned piece from the "Hidden" instrument series.
Acrylic on canvas 24"x36"
Commissioned piece for Urban Flats in Winter Garden.
I toured the romantic Mdina at sunset, and my hosts (who in fact went on their first date there 30 years ago) told me stories of this "haunted" fortified city.
I loved the way the walls and sidewalks were uneven and slanted. The whole city had a surreal look and feel to it! I tried a different approach with the messy brushstrokes to help translate that feeling.
The kind of love I wish everyone could experience, but sadly many choose to opt out of. The kind of love that has withstood the difficult times, and thereby experienced some of life's greatest joys. The kind of love where, everyday, each wakes up and chooses to love the other. Those hands will hold when feelings wane and the roads are rocky; they have learned that two is better than one. They are brave in their lives and their love.
Learn to Love
Acrylic and charcoal on arches
"... I knew now, that it is by loving, and not by being loved, that one can come nearest to the soul of another; yea, that, where two love, it is the loving of each other, and not the being loving by each other, that originates and perfects and assures their blessedness." -George MacDonald "Phantastes"
Charcoal on arches
"I know it's hard to see the light in me I know you try to see through everything I work so hard to keep you guessing I kept losing sleep I overturned your heart with silver keys and broken swords but you never asked my love
Where do we go from here Are we to overcome? How can i find my heart When it's been overrun?
It's tough to light up all the hidden things It hurts to drudge up all those memories in photobooks Your tears would drop when I'd bring up a name You spoke too soon about those finished things and shot me looks but I never asked you love
Where do we go from here I'll pick you up and run How can I find my heart When it's been overrun
Where do you go in a storm To make the two stay one? I want to shelter our hearts When they've been overrun"