Friday, January 19, 2018

Vacation Options

12"x16' w/o frame
Acrylics & Prisma Colors on canvas

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

2017 Paintings

17th Century Hijinx

24"x20"Acrylic on canvas

2017 Paintings

Years of Jimmy

21"12" Acrylic on hardboard 

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

New(er) Paintings

Damaged Goods

FRAME frame

Substance over Substance

New(er) Paintings & Sketches

Painting parts, computer, & stuff laying around

Painted Ukulele (Really. It's paint on an actual use)
Some guitar ideas

Some computer sketches

Thursday, December 4, 2014

A Gallery of Peaches

From 1977 to 2010, I worked in the bar business. Starting as a bartender, a brief time as a partner/owner, and ending up keeping books to give to an accountant until I drank myself out of a job. I didn’t think this was actually possible given my observation of the nature of the business! My thinking at the time was fairly skewed, due to a condition I had put myself in. My departure was inexplicable…to me. Oddly, losing my most consistent source of long time income turned out to be the luckiest accident of my life.

The bar business had given some of the best times of my life. I felt “entitled”. Imagine being a 27 year old kid, surrounded by every incredible vice available. I took advantage of all of it, not ever thinking that was anything but normal.

Through all those years, Peaches was there. A beautiful, large, oil painting of a classically treated reclining nude. She was painted in the very early 20th century by an artist named Wilhelm. The bar owner had acquired her, and given her center stage in his first tavern.

Very early in the bars continuing run, a not-so-satisfied customer put four bullets in the painting, missing any part of Peaches’ anatomy, (not to mention the people present at the time).
As the years went by, the number of eye witnesses to the event grew dramatically.  The caliber of gun, the number of holes, the description of the shooter, took on a pretty humorous urban mythology.

I’ve wanted to do something with Peaches since the late seventies, but, as my life drawing skills
are pretty lousy, my newly acquired computer hobby lets me see what I want. I could transpose these ideas into actual paintings, but can’t think of one reason why! This way, I can always hit “delete”.

If you have any fond memories of what I consider a Chicago celebrity, feel free to comment.

If you have any fond memories involving what I consider a Chicago celeb (Peaches), please let me know in the comment section. 

Saturday, August 9, 2014


As a kid, I saw a Twilight Zone episode that featured odd looking nurses looking down at their patient. Through the eyes of the patient, (the protagonist).The nurses heads were backlit by a gauzy, light aura. Shortly after seeing this, I had my tonsils removed. My hospital bed was surrounded by tall lampposts. I don't know what drug they game me, but the lampposts became nurses in their Twilight Zone hovering mode. I liked it.
Now, about 55 years later, maybe I'll have another nurse... someday. So I made a painting. Similar feel, but I tarted her up a bit, because that's what I do.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Chairs & Genetically Flat-Assed Men

I've been painting chairs for a few decades. Throw paint on a real chair, or do a portrait of a chair, doesn't matter to me. Who the hell knows (or cares) why I keep coming back to chairs? It may have something to do with the fact that I come from a long line of ass-less men, and the comfort of my boney posterior, with it's thin veneer of flesh became important to me  at some point. Or, it may have to do with the recent realization that I've been wrong in thinking I painted stuff that looks cool. I'm pretty sure I paint stuff that looks cool TO ME! This idea is well illustrated by my "sales history". Perhaps other men who's pants will never fit quite right will start knocking down my studio doors for the chance to own something I say looks cool. I won't hold my breath. If I do, my trousers may fall.

This guy's 2&1/2" long