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~ to see some of work shown here, please visit the Webster St. Gallery on Webster St., Old Monterey "Have you ever gotten to the true bottom of things, explored the labyrinthian caves of the deep ocean..." ~the Book of Job, ch. 38 {translation by Rev. Eugene Peterson} (below) {scroll down further for a larger photo of it} 
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Moving to Paris
Painted from a dream I had
of seeing the Joyce breakfast table and the map open on it..................
sold
Painted from a dream I had
of seeing the Joyce breakfast table and the map open on it..................
sold
"Near my own house by the sea there was a girl went out one day to get nuts near the wood, and she heard music inside the wood."
- oral history as told to Lady Gregory
Title: Music Inside the Wood
Dimensions: 16x20"
Medium: acrylic and mixed media; pen, pencil, etc.
11/24
Title: Tom Traver's Dog
Dimensions: 16x20"
Medium: acrylic, pen and pencil
11/24
~dedicated to PG Wodehouse, who made me laugh when I was not doing so....
Dimensions: 16x20"
Medium: acrylic, pen and pencil
11/24
~dedicated to PG Wodehouse, who made me laugh when I was not doing so....
Title: "We all like. Rain. When we sleep." Finnegans Wake ~ James Joyce Medium: Fibre arts tapestry Dimensions: 12x12" Price: $500 |
Title: A River Flows Out of Eden [to water the Garden]
~Genesis 2:10 Dimensions: 16x20" Medium: acrylic and mixed media 10/24 |
Title: Lead Them Home
"Do you know where light comes from and where darkness lives
So you can take them by the hand
And lead them home when they get lost?"
~ the Book Of Job (Eugene Peterson translation)
Price:_
Dimensions: 30x40"
Medium: acrylic and pencil on canvas
Title: a Still Small Voice
Medium: acrylics and pencil and pastels, collage
Dimensions: 30x40"
Frog Pond Wetlands, Seaside, CA
"And after the wind an earthquake: But the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire; But the Lord was not in the fire: And after the fire a still small voice."
Medium: acrylics and pencil and pastels, collage
Dimensions: 30x40"
Frog Pond Wetlands, Seaside, CA
"And after the wind an earthquake: But the Lord was not in the earthquake. And after the earthquake a fire; But the Lord was not in the fire: And after the fire a still small voice."
Painting from a dove we saw in York, England this Spring, on a tree beside the medieval wall............
a large painting.
Medium: Acrylic and collage with mixed media i.e. pen, pencil and pastels on canvas
NFS until exhibit this fall at PG Art Center.
Dimensions: 36x36"
Title: the Seven Woods _____________________________________
a large painting.
Medium: Acrylic and collage with mixed media i.e. pen, pencil and pastels on canvas
NFS until exhibit this fall at PG Art Center.
Dimensions: 36x36"
Title: the Seven Woods _____________________________________
visit Webster St. Gallery in Old Monterey to view 2 of the paintings {dated April, 2024}
An Oregon Woman
Acrylic and collage on canvas
36x48"
(below)
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Labyrinthian caves of the Deep
long and large! :o) Pacific Grove during one of our atmospheric rivers, (formerly called rain storms) |
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..from quote by William Butler Yeats
--- ( it is about a very deep pool in the river, where the fish come in the morning to drink the fresh water coming down from the mountains)
Large painting: 30x40"
--see it at Pacific Grove Art Center this Fall
Medium: Acrylic and mixed media on canvas. The models were baby koi I raised in my aquarium (who were happily re-homed to a large fish pond in Salinas hills.)
..from quote by William Butler Yeats
--- ( it is about a very deep pool in the river, where the fish come in the morning to drink the fresh water coming down from the mountains)
Large painting: 30x40"
--see it at Pacific Grove Art Center this Fall
Medium: Acrylic and mixed media on canvas. The models were baby koi I raised in my aquarium (who were happily re-homed to a large fish pond in Salinas hills.)
"The great hole where the river sank underground and he even brought me to a deep pool and told me that many fish came up out of the dark water early in the morning....."
~ W B Yeats
~ W B Yeats
