I worked with a couple from Vermont on this piece…very few requests for the composition, other than to include in the background some reference to Camel’s Hump Mountain in Huntington, VT, as they live not far from this location. Recollecting the dramatic lighting of the Green Mountains, when I lived for a short time in
There was something about the space between these two buildings that appealed to me, a years ago when I first encountered this location in the Monadnocks of New Hampshire. It wasn’t until recently, while drawing the scene, that it became obvious it was the trees between and behind, that seemed to connect the farmhouse and
I’m not anti Winter, nor am I anti snow…but waking up to 6 inches of white in the yard…a week ahead of Thanksgiving, got me thinking–prematurely by many weeks–of Spring. So, good day to finish “Spring” 12 x 12.
Rural areas of New England, or anywhere, maintain a visual link to the past, when the world (we assume) was simpler. Encountering a scene of an old barn, still standing in a field or meadow since it’s construction many decades ago, I’m convinced life was simpler. Maybe not easier, but simpler… “Halcyon” 42 x 30.
This setting is not far from my home, midway up the long, steep hill connecting Milford, NH to Mont Vernon. The old barn was built on the downslope, with footings to compensate for the decreased grade.
On a recent trip to Vermont, heading South from Woodstock to Chester, I came across this scene on Rt 103.The trees, which were likely not there, or just saplings, when the barn was first built, now almost shrouded it, the structure visible only by the annual mowing of the field in which it has sat
Commissions are both fun and challenging. The fun is in working towards a piece that the recipient/buyer has a vision of, and the uncertainty of whether the outcome matches their expectations. That is also the challenge. This most recent commission is out for review, and if it matches the buyer’s expectations…it will be headed north
I live in a town designated as a “working farm” community, which like many places in New Hampshire, means you either live on a working farm, or (as is increasingly becoming the case), your house is built on what had once been a farm. Our house was built in what had been an old sheep
At a recent show, a gallery visitor commented on one of my pieces, accurately surmising that my work is part reality, part imagination. It was interesting to hear, as I don’t really think much about my process. But the inspiration for a piece begins with encountering a scene that sparks interest, followed by a quick
All across the Cape, trees are dwarfed and shaped by the constant wind blown in from the Bay or the Sound. This piece, based on a scene in Dennis, on the Bay side, illustrates the affects to the landscape of the coastal prevailing winds.