33" x 66"
encaustic, ink, paper (woodcut) and gold leaf on panel
'Cierre los ojos y ábrelos.
No hay nadie, ni siquiera tu mismo.
Lo que no es piedra, es luz.'
- Octavio Paz
Close your eyes and open them.
There is no one, not even yourself.
That which is not stone, is light.
approx. 3 x 6 feet
encaustic, tar, tar paper, galvanized flashing, gold leaf on panel
67" x 48"
oil, encaustic, steel, linoleum and gold leaf on panel
Koh-I-Noor means Mountain of Light in Farsi.
Seattle
150 x 100 cm
oil on burlap
Found a bundle of burlap neatly folded on the curb near the Plaza del Pino, Barcelona. Made a series of dancing goats in response to a gypsy band that would show up on my street. Older brother on a trumpet, sister and younger brother on simple drum and tambourine, and the goat would climb the step ladder and dance on the top step. Pocket money flowed. I was also looking closely at Romanesque art in the Museo Nacional del Arte de Cataluña, and the work of Antoni Tàpies.
(Barcelona)
5 x 7 feet
oil, encaustic, wood, steel on panel
Roughly inspired by Deception Pass on the north end of Whidbey Island.
Seattle
approx. 19" x 20"
oil on canvas
Bill knocked on the door one night at about 10:45. "It's snowing. Get your gear.."
A number of paintings came out of a mysterious overnight excursion to Mount Rainier with my dear friend Jeffree Stewart. A lightness of being arose as we hiked in fog and lightning. Later, working as a carpenter I found that when checking a level for plumb while setting a doorjamb or a stud, there again was that small moment of lightness. Stillness. There’s plumb, and there’s out-of-plumb.
Oil, encaustic, on wood with old stairway skirt board as mountains in the far distance. The face on the right is from a Giotto fresco of St. Francis. His hammer is traced from a hammer in my collection. The yellow carpenter is looking at us and holding another of my hammers.
