Morning after, 30×48 acrylic on canvasBlue House in The Sangre de Cristos, 24×32 acrylic on canvasGaza (sold)painting our red house, 22×28 acrylic on canvasSunset 12×16 acrylic on canvasour red house #1, 22×28 acrylic on canvasour red house #2, 18×18 acrylic on canvasour red house #3, 18×18 acrylic on canvassunrise, 18×18 acrylic on canvasin memory, 24×30 acrylic on canvasCrestone #1, 18×18 acrylic on canvasUmbria, 22×28 acrylic on canvasThe wait, 8×10 acrylic on birch panelmobile, 20×20 acrylic on canvascorners (sold)corner #2, 10×12 acrylic & graphite on paperuntitled, 30×30 acrylic on canvasstorm windows, 22×28 acrylic on canvassnow day, 18×18 acrylic on canvasin the desert (sold)pilgrim, 18×24 acrylic on canvasafter the storm (sold)blue house with red bird & flowers, 12×16 acrylic on canvasSanta Nessuna, 24×36St. Francis & cardinal, 24×36Piazza 22×28 acrylic on canvasAnghiari Night 18″x18″ acrylic on canvasSleep Study, 12×16 acrylic on canvasSan Luis Valley, 24×30 acrylic on canvasCrestone sunrise, 20×20 acrylic on canvasharvest, 24×30 acrylic on canvasjust go, 12×16 acrylic on canvasspoils 22×28 acrylic on canvasNightwalkers 22″x28″ acrylic on canvasTomasso’s placeQueequeg’s dream, 18×18Abiquiu from 30,000 feet, 18×18august flowers 9×12 oil stick on papergo 9×12 oil stick & charcoal on paperoffshore, 24×36
This is my commandment, you must love one another. – Jesus of Nazareth My religion is kindness, only kindness. – The Dalai Lama And the servants of the Most Merciful are those who walk upon the earth easily, and when the ignorant address them [harshly], they say [words of] peace. – The Quran
We were talking of dragons Tolkien and I in a Berkshire bar. The big workman who had sat silent and sucked his pipe all the evening, from his empty mug with gleaming eye glanced towards us: “I seen ’em myself!” he said fiercely. C. S. Lewis
What is serious to men is often very trivial in the sight of God. What in God might appear to us as “play” is perhaps what he Himself takes most seriously. At any rate, the Lord plays and diverts Himself in the garden of His creation, and if we could let go of our own…
Edge of Atlantic 