Tag Archives: SKColeArt

‘Vernal Falls, View From the Bridge’, Lots of Likes!

6 Dec
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More Landscape Work

23 Jul

I painted this English landscape in acrylic on birchwood cradle. The subject matter, depicting a canal in the town of Castleton, Derbyshire,  is from a photo that was sent to me by an English friend. I still need to do some work on the right side. It’s a bit more “done” than I had originally intended, but probably that’s a function of the rigid wooden surface rather than the usual, “springier” canvas surface.

My One-Person Show

22 Jul

My local library (known for its great permanent art collection) is giving me a one-person show next year for a collection of vintage paintings I did in the mid-to-late Eighties — a group of works that I collectively call “The White Paintings.” This collection includes about 30 oil paintings of various sizes, some of them quite large. (The library limit was 23 exhibit items, so some in the collection will not be shown.) I also a did a number of watercolors in the same era that echo the style/concepts of these oil paintings, but I don’t consider those works to be part of The White Paintings.

I had to take more than a few of these canvases out of storage to photograph them for my exhibit application. Below is one that I had completely forgotten about, called “Splatterday.” (Originally I did not title most of them, but I felt they needed titles to avoid confusion during installation of the library exhibit, so I had fun making up titles for them.) “Splatterday” is a play on the title of an episode of the mid-Eighties re-boot of The Twilight Zone television series, starring a hot new actor named Bruce Willis (I wonder what became of him?) The reboot was one of my favorite shows in the year in which I first started creating the paintings in this collection.

Watch this space for more info when I get closer to the exhibit opening day.

New Abstract Work Listed

22 Jun

“Jungle Cat 2” is my latest abstract work. It’s acrylic on birch wood cradle, meant to be hung without a frame as all the sides are painted in copper metallic paint. I couldn’t accurately capture the true interplay of color and texture, due to the use of a lot of shiny gold and copper metallic paint. It’s a lot richer in real life. Here’s the link to the listing at Etsy.

New Abstract Work Listed

18 Jun

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“Encroaching Autumn” is my latest Abstract Expressionist work, listed at my Etsy shop. It’s acrylic on Ampersand panel (Masonite). It’s got a lot of accents in metallic copper and gold, so in some lights it’s “very shiny, very shiny” as Rainman would say.

At 18″ x 36″, it’s pretty large, and I’d like to find a buyer because it’s taking up a lot of space in my little house. Listing is here.

Beardsley Inspired Drawings

18 Jun

My post about Aubrey Beardsley from a few days ago nudged me to go look for some Beardsley inspired pen-and-ink drawings from an old (almost 40 years!) college notebook. See what you think:

Poem

9 Jun

I wrote this poem many years ago in tribute to the great early 19th Century English landscape and seascape painter, J. M. W. Turner, classified as a Romantic painter but who could also be termed one of the fathers of Impressionism, Expressionism and Abstract Expressionism, if not the father. The poem references one of Turner’s most famous watercolor paintings, called “Pink Sky Above a Grey Sea” , painted in 1822 but looking very much like it belongs in a mid-20th Century Gallery next to a painting by Mark Rothko:

Pink Sky (After Turner)

Thin paste of rosepetals
Sticks fast  a new sky
Pale sun creeping over the sludged waters
Pale moon fading, blind, a drowned eye
Lost in the lonely dawn. 

No bird speaks, yet an unheard song
Trills over the steely sea
Through which dank prison no flailing oar
Nor silver fin has flashed
To break the still of the lonely dawn

What great regard that God has shown
To have made for us this perfect Eye
This perfect Hand that limns the Earth’s great mould
And envies not His creation’s dazzled reply
To the birth of the lonely dawn. 

Looking at this poem after all these years, I realize that I didn’t know at the time whether it was a depiction of the horizon at dawn or at sunset; I assumed dawn. But the Tate Museum, which owns the painting, says it’s sunset, rendering my poem useless. But I still like it! I guess I could find another Turner painting about dawn and change the title.

Here’s some background on Turner from Biography.com.