Abstract art...ha! Abstract is merely a word. I've never really liked labels. 

   With my work, I allow things to form that want to form. If it speaks, it speaks. Sometimes I stare at my paintings and I see faces, objects, animals, people, and other entities. Who can say what happens when an oddball like me lets loose with the paint. ;)

   I could explain to you what this painting means, but where would the fun in that be? :)

   Life throws things at us. Some people have huge struggles and obstacles. Things can get overwhelming. I find going into nature helps. It's hard to explain but I think it's something to do with the white noise of the mind is taken away by the natural, such as the sea. When I go there, I listen to the waves, birds and even the wind. I put by bare feet into the cool water and love the feeling of the sand between my toes. This is one of my most cherished childhood memories. 

   I am so pleased with how this painting turned out. The woman has experienced deep sadness and has decided to go to the sea. She realizes she can let her pain go. She will let the sea take her sadness away...

   Life is filled with so many things. We have struggles, hard lessons, more lessons, joys, pain, mistakes, and all the things in between. But I believe we should try to have no regrets. If you're living by your own ideas and merits, I think you're on your way to living without regret. 

   I'm so proud with this painting, Just Another Storm. This woman has learned to enjoy life, regardless of the trials of life. We all experience the ups and downs of life. We all have gone through heaven and hell. When we keep going, we get to see the great stuff down the road or down the beach. ;)

   I've had many very rough days, not a great childhood, many traumas, and so on, but so what? Not many had a perfect childhood, no one lives without rough days, and some even feel like giving up. I had many dark nights of the soul, cried many tears, and have felt very alone. But I kept going to see what may be found down that beach. I'll call it the beach of life. No matter what the storms, please try to keep going. Maybe you'll be glad you did. X

   

   In this painting, I used an old rustic, but lovely, country house. There's the country girl. She's shy, but loves this life. The smells, sounds, and feel of the natural setting stirs up fond memories for me. I used to go see my relatives on their farms and it was awesome! 
  I'm so proud of this piece and what it says. It says, look at me, I'm a reminder of those amazing days in the country.  X

   Who could argue that Fall is the best? It's certainly my favorite season, with the changing colors of the leaves, the cooler, fresher temperatures, and the smells. Here, where I live, in somewhat northern Canada, snow has banished the beautiful Fall. I hate snow! 

   So, maybe I painted this at a somewhat weird time, but that's okay. Painters should just paint what they feel. I feel that Old Man Winter is a pain in the butt! ;) 

   I've liked art ever since I picked up a pencil at age 8. I also always cared about what it can do. It can make someone cry. It can make someone angry. It can make someone think, "Huh?". Good!

   This is a piece that only my most thinking collectors will understand. It's called, The Last Supper (Transmogrified). I rather dislike the old  painting, The Last Supper. I simply find it quite boring and irrelevant. So, in my usual fashion, I was a real character and pain in the ass and created my version, or should I say, anti-version. Heh-heh... ;)

   Autumn is my favorite season. I like the cooler temperatures, the ever-changing and unsettled sky, and the changing colors of the leaves. There's something else I like about it. I like the bittersweet feeling it gives me. This goes back to my childhood when I'd be outside in the woods, or trudging through a bog, or sitting by a cool river. I'd be by myself, alone with my thoughts, not a care in the world. These are great memories that are mixed with some melancholy. There's always a strange part of me that wants to stay there in child land. I know one reason I paint the way I do is because of my childlike nature. I will never let this go, it's a big part of who I am, is how I see the world, and it gives me a raw nature that comes out in my art. 

   I called this painting, Autumn Spirit, and I'm very proud of it. It really talks of the moodiness of Autumn. The storms threaten, the winds pick up, the birds flee, and Father Sky shifts around. Yes, Fall is splendid, Mother Earth and Father Sky show their magic spectacle and a shadowy figure is like a passing spirit. 

   I gaze at Autumn with a loving eye mixed with a little bit of longing, longing for my days as a naive little boy, alone in his wonderful world.

   Remember when you were younger, before you matured, before more mature responsibilities took hold. Ha! Ha! I recall this with immense pleasure! Well, this painting is all about that. This girl is enjoying being spontaneous, free, fun, kooky, and unselfconscious. What a great place that is to be in!
​   Can we still be like this girl? You're darn right! Actually, I do it a lot! Maybe you will too. X

   Do you ever think about who makes the big decisions? You know, governmental stuff and the like. I do. In fact, this painting deals with that. I called it, Big Brother. I'm not referring to that stupid show, but the really scary one. To me, Big Brother is a vapid and rather sinister entity that makes decisions for us, even though it's dishonest and definitely doesn't have our best interests in mind. It sees us as cogs in the machine, worker bees, and faceless drones. As long as we keep on trudging along, doing what we're told, and keeping the machine running, things will basically be okay. That's what they lead us to believe. Bullshit!

   This Goddamned machine is corrupt, is an evil club, and doesn't give a shit what you feel. Education is terrible, healthcare is awful, and it's even damaging its own economy. It's like a big, dumb monster that eats and eats, but is never satisfied. It eats up our money, resources, and hopes. It steps on the Native North Americans, is in bed with big companies, and allows them to pollute the land and water. If you tend to just go along with things, hoping that everything will be okay, maybe you should take notice. If we, the people, the citizens, the taxpayers, don't care, who will?

   I remember when I was a kid, we'd go to church, family stuff was cool, and church was a peaceful thing. The lights, the mood, it was very serene, especially in winter when it would snow.
   I called this piece, Heading to Church On a Snowy Night. I'm pleased with how it turned out. You have the color and light, but also the shadow and subdued tones, winter-feel, as well as a hint of melancholy. 
  Next time you are out and about in winter on a snowy night, take a good look around at the beauty that is our world. Really feel the mood. X