Ann's Twenty Two

Ann's Twenty Two, Oil on Panel, 9.5" x 23", 2010

This rifle once belonged to my late grandmother. She was a strong Southern matriarch of a sort seldom seen in this age. There is a rather gruesome story of how the stock came to be broken, but I won't scar my readers with further details.

The out of doors

Downed Tree sketch, graphite, aprox. 8.5" x 11", 2010

Sometimes, as an antidote to too many hours in the studio, I head outside for some drawing or painting. The challenges of such endeavors are well documented and I don't need to rehash them here. However, sitting outside, listening to birds, and doing what I love to do is one of the nicest experiences I can think of. Even if the work doesn't come out well (which is often), I ultimately feel happy about the experience. That is to say, I feel happy once the gloomy cloud of failure and self-doubt passes.