Category: 12 x 16 inches

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 20, March 7, 2009

    It was a long and satisfying day. I got a painting done before people arrived for the Open Studio. Todd,  Christy, and David, from Las Vegas, showed up to work on the cistern. No water yet, but progress is being made. They are hard workers, and David is a good purveyor of beer,  a beverage…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 19, March 6, 2009

    I just read a Judith Warner column (NY Times) online, and she mentions the boredom of reading the college student’s journal. The boredom of Be, Here, Now. The boredom of non-ironic attempts to Be Good. Oh dear. This Journal is undoubtedly something of the same. But never mind — it’s only for  myself. Any voyeurs…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 18, March 5, 2009

    I charged off early to the Red Barn this AM — got there by about 8 or 8:30 and stayed until 5. It was warm enough to open the big doors and let the sun warm the inside, although about 3 the sun went too far west to come through the doors and it was…

  • Diary of a residency, Day 17, March 4, 2009

    Today, I cleaned the bathrooms, did the laundry at the Space Station RV Park, and finished the painting that I started yesterday. And I played with my new Kindle, which is an un-birthday/Christmas present. The Amargosa River from Valley Street, Beatty, Nevada, 12 x 16″, oil on board, 2009. Tomorrow, it’s back to the Red…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 16, March 3, 2009

    Today we went to Gold Point,  north and west of Beatty, past Scotty’s Junction (which leads into Death Valley and Scotty’s Castle). You turn at the Lida Road, west, and then turn again to the left at the Gold Point Ghost Town Road. This takes you to an amazing place, up on a side hill,…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 15, March 2, 2009

    Windy March roared in like a lion today. Not a lot to report. I added two rocks to my growing circle in the “yard.” It was wild and windy out, so I was glad to have decided to work inside at the Red Barn today. The tin roof sounded at times like it was coming…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 14, March 1, 2009

    Only 30 days left in our stay. I begin to panic. Thus far, and yes I’m counting because there’s safety in counting, I seem to have some art produced for every day, plus one rejected board. That count includes the bad woodcut where I over-reached on the second day of the workshop. I’m feeling a…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 13, February 28, 2009

    This morning Jer drove me and my gear west from the Red Barn on the gravel road that begins where the pavement ends at the Barn. I had seen some volcanic cones in front of the Funeral/Grapevine Mountains, the mountains that define the eastern edge of Death Valley. The cones were red, unlike the ones…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 10, February 25, 2009

    It was a great day of painting. So great I forgot to photograph what I did. The desert has its own demands. Yesterday at about 5 PM I photographed and looked closely at today’s scene (approximately what is in the photo above.) But in looking at the scene around 10 AM today, I decided not…

  • Diary of a Residency, Day 9, February 24, 2009

    It was a busy day and started with various “challenges” including a notice from Amazon that they would immediately send out my new laptop (ordered last night) to Portland and bill me in Beatty.  Not!!!!  I found a contact number, emailed them, and then got them to call me — before I had drunk even…