Monday, July 23, 2018
Solo Exhibition "Reflections on the City"
Out of the blue, an unexpected and wonderful opportunity. I was offered a solo exhibition during the month of August by Chashama, an organization providing venues for artists all around the city in which to exhibit. Of course I jumped at this chance to show a large body of work in a spectacular space in midtown Manhattan. Granted the "dog days of August" are so named for a reason, but I know there are plenty of people wandering around Manhattan who might, just might be interested in seeing paintings of the New York urban landscape, or at least I hope so.
I plan to exhibit 36 paintings in this large and well-lit street level space located at 485 Madison Avenue between 51st and 52nd Streets from August 3-29 with a reception on Wednesday, August 8th from 6-8pm.
There is a tremendous amount of work to be done in a very short period of time but this artist is up to the challenge.
If you are in NYC please stop by to see my exhibition, "Reflections on the City."
Here is a link to the Chashama website with more information.
And here is a link to a write-up in Fine Art Connoisseur's Fine Art Today Newsletter
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Tuesday, July 3, 2018
Upper West Sider
Miss Martha
Oil on canvas
16x12 inches
My friend Martha passed away at the end of March after a long and difficult hospital stay. We met 23 years ago in an ovarian cancer support group and became fast friends. You wouldn't know when visiting her Upper West Side apartment that you were in Manhattan and not somewhere out in the Wild West. You see, Martha loved everything western themed - cowboys, cowgirls, etc. and decorated her apartment, top to bottom, with all sorts of ephemera relating to that very topic. I so enjoyed visiting her there, always noting the plastic pink flamingo she had perched outside on her windowsill.
Martha was one of a kind. One of the wittiest people I have ever known. Quick on the draw - verbally - and always her zingers made me laugh out loud. I so miss being able to talk with her and share the absurdities of life, especially now, during these dark and trying times.
I had taken a photo of her sitting at her desk - she was an editor by profession - and decided to do this painting. Although my paintings usually revolve around architecture, buildings, reflections and the urban landscape, I do at times attempt a portrait or figure study. While I was working on this painting I was comforted by many memories and found it a cathartic process in which to remember my friend.
Oil on canvas
16x12 inches
My friend Martha passed away at the end of March after a long and difficult hospital stay. We met 23 years ago in an ovarian cancer support group and became fast friends. You wouldn't know when visiting her Upper West Side apartment that you were in Manhattan and not somewhere out in the Wild West. You see, Martha loved everything western themed - cowboys, cowgirls, etc. and decorated her apartment, top to bottom, with all sorts of ephemera relating to that very topic. I so enjoyed visiting her there, always noting the plastic pink flamingo she had perched outside on her windowsill.
Martha was one of a kind. One of the wittiest people I have ever known. Quick on the draw - verbally - and always her zingers made me laugh out loud. I so miss being able to talk with her and share the absurdities of life, especially now, during these dark and trying times.
I had taken a photo of her sitting at her desk - she was an editor by profession - and decided to do this painting. Although my paintings usually revolve around architecture, buildings, reflections and the urban landscape, I do at times attempt a portrait or figure study. While I was working on this painting I was comforted by many memories and found it a cathartic process in which to remember my friend.
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