Timeless Fog

I love a gray misty day by the water when ribbons of fog rise up from the water’s surface and randomly change shape. The land and trees are concealed and then reappear through the haze. It feels like time is suspended. I could easily be standing in this exact...

”Don’t Be “tsaka tsikyi”

Cut, chop, grab the right pan. Taking the least amount of steps as I rush around my kitchen is a little game for me. Flip open the fridge and get the butter, the organic eggs, the cheddar cheese. I was cooking an omelet for my mom, for me a very easy task. My mom’s...

Brigadoon? or Just Heaven on Earth?

  A 2nd storm was coming when I was painting this at the Art Barge in Amagansett this Fall. The clouds whirled by. The fog lifted, and you could see deep into the distance. The next moment, the fog descended and all was impenetrable.   When I first started to...

A Look Under the Hood (How I Start a Painting)

  After my 10th Cover on Dan’s Paper’s this summer, someone called to ask about seeing more of my work. She visited the studio and liked quite a few pieces. But the one she really loved, where the colors made her feel so good, was small, just 12 x 12 inches. She...

2nd Storm At Napeaque

There is so much joy in living with a painting that you love, one that gives you energy or a piece that calms you down. When I view a wide expanse of open water, I can feel both sensations simultaneously. At Napeague Harbor you can see a storm brewing from a good 30...