Bowl of Plums

A paper bag of plums bought from an elderly lady with an old fruit orchard in her back yard; a bowl from an Iowa hardware store; a handkerchief from a thrift shop in Vermont. Maybe objects can speak their memories in a painting.

Bend in the Road

A look up Hollister Hill Road on an October afternoon.

River through Plainfield

I painted this as a demonstration for my landscape workshop that finished yesterday. When I teach, I'm always harping on the point that art is a process not a product, and that for even the most experienced artists, every painting is a touch-and-go experiment in coaxing form out of the nothingness of white paper or canvas.

Pond and Rocks

All of a sudden the color of maple, aspen and birch are at their most vivid, and we're in the midst of brief and beautiful autumn.