A BREATH OF SALT AIR 

This serene painting captures a quiet, reflective moment in a familiar landscape to me, a view from the bridge on Towd Point. The blue heron truly lives here, taking refuge under the bridge when he's in the neighborhood. I've seen him move gracefully across the sky,...

In these confusing and frustrating times, finding emotional balance can feel like a never-ending quest. For me art has always been a refuge—a way to feel deeply, express freely, and heal quietly. Lately, I’ve been thinking about the power of the blues in music and the...

  Color is more than just an aesthetic choice—it has the power to influence emotions, ease anxiety, and enhance well-being. In my seascape paintings, I intentionally use blues, greens, lavenders, and soft pinks not just to capture the beauty of the sea, but to...

Both my representational and abstract paintings are intuitive, drawing inspiration from the colors and forms I observe in nature at the seaside. In both styles, color remains my central focus. The image featured here captures the shifting tones of twilight by the sea,...

  From the small dock surrounded by sturdy wooden pilings at North Sea Harbor on Towd Point Road, a unique view of the salt marshes comes into focus. It's a constantly changing scene, shaped by the light, time, and seasons—a view that never ceases to captivate...

Do you ever find yourself weary of the Hamptons' lush beauty? Even when the congested roads test your patience, a glance at the sky can reveal cloud formations and colors that ignite your imagination. Take a moment to appreciate the green fields around you. I focus on...

I watch waves, searching for the standouts that move me to paint them. I have something in common with surfers: they are also looking to take advantage of the perfect wave, timing their entries into the water to catch the larger waves in a set. Waves often come in...

I grew up in a 4th-floor walk-up in the heart of Greenwich Village. As a kid, I’d bounce down the stairs to get to the stoop (the 5 stairs at the entry of the apartment building). I discovered I could chip away at the broken granite steps, and a handy piece of chalk...

The question lingers in the air: Must art jostle us to resonate deeply?  I’ve thought about this since I was a student in the Art Practice program at the University of California, Berkeley. The university professors prodded students to dive into the underbelly of...

"Ocean Super Moon" 30 x 40 inches oil/canvas by Casey Chalem Anderson   Picture this: the sun is falling fast, and you race to load yourself into a four-wheel-drive truck armed with coolers, beach chairs, and dry wood. Bob Marley appropriately croons "Stir It Up"...

Many times, I rush down to the water to catch the sunset. Many times, I'm too late and it has fizzled out to a wispy dud. There are times when I'm too early and I lack the patience or the time to wait for it. Once in a while when I least expect it I get lucky and hit...

It's a familiar story in the world of painting. I reach a point where I believe I've completed my painting, only to find myself drawn back to the canvas by an irresistible urge for just a few more brushstrokes. And, as always, those few become many. It turns out, I'm...