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Tuesday, October 09, 2018


Life Of This Artist number 1. 
LOTA #1 

Have you ever wondered what the nuts and bolts of actually being an artist is like? Are you an artist yourself? Let me give you a peek in how I do it around here. I am going to share some of my daily goings on this (for me unlikely) crazy profession. I aim to be candid and not pull any punches on some of my struggles and triumphs. I will let you in on how I create my paintings. I’ll share my marketing experiments and their results! This was never taught in school! (I may even rant on why it was not ) I’ll share on how I struggle to find time for art making and organizing my day. I am a husband a father of two young energetic boys and a brand spanking new little girl, I am also an adjunct professor at a local college and depending on the results of my marketing, then I am also an adjunct professor at a NOT so local college or university. Sometimes this is necessary to make ends meet and yet despite having nearly 2 or 3 nervous breakdowns a week I consider myself to be far more successful than I ever thought I’d be. I believe that some of that came from my experience at the Arts Students League in the late 90’s and how procrastination (and a dollop of laziness) actually helped! That’s right I am in the permanent collection of two major museums and have paintings living across the planet, and have a few prizes to boot much of it because of good ol laziness (actually it is really stubborn perseverance and an unshakable belief in yourself that did it but TRUST ME it looks like laziness from the outside) I’ll share all of this and more. So please make yourself a tea or coffee and follow me. 

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Thursday, September 15, 2016

Oasis in the night

There it is, like a, well, an Oasis in the night. Poor planning, too much bravado or faith in the wrong way, or just not being aware can have you close to empty. Or maybe the road is clear, the plan is good it is just that you are cutting it close. At the 11th hour there it is, shining bright, the much needed refueling. I know many of you know what I mean. I myself know it all too well these days. My choices in life, as do yours(?) can seem difficult and the outcomes uncertain. I guess this personal post is as much motivational in nature for myself. I know these refueling stations of life exist. It may seem scary there in the dark. All we can do is to keep on driving. It will show up. It must. It has. This drawing is a reminder.

7"x9" drawing Framed 14.5" x 17" 
Price $980

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Saturday, August 13, 2016

A Day at the Beach

Summer is coming to an end soon. I wanted to go out to where the summer seems endless. A quick trip to Fort Lauderdale beach was just the ticket! Blustery ocean breeze in a quiet spot and oh the smell of summer, what can be better? I guess I gravitate to red pick up trucks lately! I swear I did not notice that I was painting yet another red vehicle until it was time to stop painting! Speaking of red, my neck is almost the same color as that truck! And I had an umbrella! I hope I can squeeze in a few more of these beach scenes before most vacations are over. Own it. Click below. 

Friday, August 05, 2016

Self Portrait of Summer 2016

Wow what a year it has been so far! Every brushstroke hopefully was imbued with the spirit of every moment lived.

Monday, July 25, 2016

San Diego walk to Little Italy underpass

This a studio painting that is based on a trip to the ArtSanDiego fair last November. It was a great trip and a wonderful art fair. It was my first time in California. I really loved the hills. We don't have any down here in South Florida. In a strange way it reminded me of where I grew up in Northern New Jersey. 

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

To doings as of late

The Deering Estate Miami Florida (SOLD)

The Deering Estate Miami Florida

The Biltmore Hotel of Miami Florida

The Biltmore Hotel of Miami Florida

Oak Hallow Studios Carthage North Carolina

Across the street from my house! Weston Florida

Weston Florida

Oak Hollow Studios Carthage North Carolina

Oak Hollow Studios Carthage North Carolina

...and more to come.  These are a few things that I have been working on since my last newsletter. If you do not receive that newsletter contact me and I will get you on the list. These works that you see above are all painted on location. I took an amazing workshop in North Carolina with renowned painter Marc Dalessio. We spent a week on a beautiful property run by the most gracious and generous host Carmen Gordon. The official name of the place is Oak Hollows Studio. I am keeping the momentum going by painting locally. Keep an eye on this blog as I will keep posting, better yet find me on Instagram or Facebook where I keep the most up to date news on my work. Thank you.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Buenos Aires Picture the 6th

Avenida Libertador Plaza Rosedal, Buenos Aires  11"x14"oil on mounted linen

Wide avenues are a plenty in BA. They act like large arteries that keep people moving and the city alive. This one was one of the more formal and cleaner ones. "Avenida Libertador"is the perfect name for it, as there are many public heroic monuments dotting the many miles it snakes through. It is where most of the foreign embassies are. Great parks in this area as well.

Monday, March 28, 2016

Buenos Aires Pictures the 5th

Santa Fe y Plaza Italia Buenos Aires  11"x 14" oil on mounted linen

Walking was my passion in this city. I have a travel rule which is gargantuan to stick to if you are part of a large group. Luckily most of my time in Buenos Aires was alone or with my wife and two boys.  The rule is that as often as possible to walk with a loose sense of a destination. I allow myself to be open and as nimble as the proverbial leaf floating in the wind. My practical side too performs its eye roll to this rule. I recognize its indulgence and its plain selfishness. If you only have a short time in a place, does it not make sense to hit up all the photo ops that the places are for? I would like to argue that you get less from this goal oriented action. That just being is more enriching than looking at a pic from a vacation, months later or if at all. That the stress and speed in which one rushes to the destination takes away from the joy of observing. During my MFA studies some years ago I read Wanderlust the History of Walking by Rebecca Solnit. I can not say I remember much from the book but the impact on me was an even more sense of appreciation for walking. Walking is slower than most forms of transportation. Your body is active and your senses engaged while strolling. You are almost "drinking" in a place. The smells tied to memories allows you to experience your emotions more. The soreness you may feel in your muscles remind you of these accomplishments. In this painting I am again trying to hold up a "mirror" to the observer. That looking at ourselves allows us to just be.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

Buenos Aires picture the 4th

A Tourist walk through San Telmo, Buenos Aires  14"x11" oil on mounted linen panel

Buenos Aires is a bustling metropolis. As I mentioned before one of my greatest joys was to walk around its many neighborhoods. There are 48 to be exact. We did a pretty good job walking many of them. Barrios (another word for neighborhood) have their distinct feel. San Telmo was unique in that it had an "old world" feel mixed with a "hipster"sensibility. I found cool "artisanal cervesas" pubs next to traditional "parillada" restaurants. Heck, a ton of single gear bicycles chained everywhere and near amazing "choripan" kiosks. What? Is Brooklyn or Shoreditch infecting all parts of the world? The architecture here is fascinating.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Buenos Aires picture the 3rd

Family Crossing Buenos Aires   11" x 14" oil on mounted linen lin

I bought a Garmin Vivofit walking tracker before going to Buenos Aires.  I wanted to be sure to get in my "healthy" 10k steps a day. I knew that keeping a healthy eating plan was going to be difficult in the land of meat and ice cream and pizza....and empanadas...and wine...oh! and dulce de leche! Walking we did! 10k steps a day was a warm up to what a typical day was like exploring BA's various neighborhoods. I found it a refreshing change to what my life is like in South Florida: a cup of coffee usually requires a drive. I also found interesting the sharp angles of light that seem to be everywhere. Major cities with their high buildings will create these shapes of light. In this painting I am attempting to combine these ideas.

Friday, March 18, 2016

The Buenos Aires Pictures. The second

 Feria en Plaza Francia, Recoleta  oil on canvas paper 9.5" x 13"

There are quite a few "ferias" around Buenos Aires on the weekends. Ferias are outdoor markets that stretch around a large area. There are all sorts of handmade things one can buy like flutes,rings, to "choripans" (sausage sandwiches) all the while with a ton of live entertainment on rolling hills. This plaza, although, known for the great big feria is really known as the local of Buenos Aires's most famous cemetery. The famed Eva Peron's final resting spot is here. Below is a pic of me painting this one.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

The Buenos Aires pictures. This is the first painting I did there. More to come

Temperley Buenos Aires 11"x14" oil on mounted linen

On the outskirts of the center of Buenos Aires are interesting towns that feel very lived in. Visiting Temperley, although very foreign to me, felt familiar. It reminded me, slightly, of Union City, New Jersey, where I lived a few years when I was a pre teen. The streets in both places are worn and cracked, stray dogs roaming around, graffiti(not the "cool" kind that is famous now a days) older cars still functioning and people that just feel so darn neighborly to me. A place sometimes just has a way in presenting itself to me that makes me want to capture it. I believe it was a mixture of this familiarity and the loving hospitality I was experiencing from a part of my wife's family. I was staring at this corner the morning after a night of gorging on an incredible "parrillada" and several glasses of Fernet and Coke. This area felt very much like home to me. I can not wait to visit again. 

Monday, October 12, 2015

Golden Tarmac

Man! we can fly!? How awesome is that? Man is not all that bad after all. We can make nature work with us. We can figure things out, we can invent, I like us "moist robot." Here is a scene of the day just breaking. The quiet here is meant to be "loud" or the feature of this work. The promise of a new day awaits!

Monday, August 31, 2015

A Moment at Day's End

Rest, leisure and a positive moment to oneself is what this painting aims to depict. The sun setting signifies the end of a day, the wooshing traffic on the left shrouded in the darker vague greys hints at the clamour to get home, you, the viewer at this vantage point has already been home, maybe already changed into a more leisurely attire and are now strolling quietly (but only somewhat aware of the traffic noise fading into the back of your mind, like waves at the shore, which this locale is actually quite close to in Miami Beach) headed maybe to a local pub (The Abbey in this case) Oil on canvas. 

Thursday, April 23, 2015

La Bodega Sketches


A restless feeling has been coming over me these last few weeks. Another daunting move to a new studio space that may or may not be long term, my first solo show in four years at Sirona Fine Art in Gulfstream Park Hallendale Florida, the silly grading I will have to do for my students at Broward College, the juggling of private students and packing and deciding for the move, throw in long drives home, a tired wife, two energetic sons and a partridge and a pear tree. I am thinking of one of the managers I had while a short stint as a waiter some years ago, he would like to rub his thumb and index finger together whenever one of the waiters began a list of complaints saying "here is the world's smallest violin playing a sympathy piece for you, now take this fried grouper to table 4" In the midst of this I have found myself having to make sketches and notes for what may be future paintings. Life goes on and I have been insisting that art (for me) is experienced in the "in-between" moments. In between these things that seem to be consuming my time, I am compelled to take "notes" (quick sketches) of what may be future paintings. These drawings are just a few that I recently "jotted down" to remind me of the In between moments. They are not perfect, nor are they supposed to be. I hope you enjoy them and share your thoughts.