A BREATH OF SALT AIR 

Strawberry Super Moon Over the Salt Marsh

Painting a canvas larger than I measure standing up is like leaving for a trip without a map. You might know what town you are heading to, but an openness for how you...

Nightime Flash

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...
NIght Flash

It Happens All The Time

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...
Sapphire Harmony

“Can a Hand Injury Reshape My Creative Process?”

****Brand New Transporting Episode of "Our Hamptons Podcast" all about Towd Point, listen here: https://ourhamptonspodcast.com/ The most recently completed painting of...
"Swirling Sky" 24" x 24" oil/wood panel

I was trapped!

"Infinite Sky at the Edge" by Casey Chalem Anderson 48 x 36 inches oil/canvas I felt cornered like an animal captured in a trap. I couldn’t move my hand normally. My...
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Strawberry Super Moon Over the Salt Marsh

Strawberry Super Moon Over the Salt Marsh

Painting a canvas larger than I measure standing up is like leaving for a trip without a map. You might know what town you are heading to, but an openness for how you get there and what part of town you want to land in allows for chance and exploration. I don't want...

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Nightime Flash

Nightime Flash

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...

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It Happens All The Time

It Happens All The Time

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...

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“Can a Hand Injury Reshape My Creative Process?”

“Can a Hand Injury Reshape My Creative Process?”

****Brand New Transporting Episode of "Our Hamptons Podcast" all about Towd Point, listen here: https://ourhamptonspodcast.com/ The most recently completed painting of my "36 Views of Towd Point" series was painted on a wood panel with the framing on the back....

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I was trapped!

I was trapped!

"Infinite Sky at the Edge" by Casey Chalem Anderson 48 x 36 inches oil/canvas I felt cornered like an animal captured in a trap. I couldn’t move my hand normally. My left hand, my painting hand, felt like a paw with no dexterity whatsoever. Everything I clung to about...

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“Breath of Salt Air”

“Breath of Salt Air”

My Solo Show at The Chequit Hotel on Shelter Island is up through August 14. There are 16 oil paintings throughout the lounge including this one. If you are on Shelter Island, please stop by and have a look. They are open all the time; just walk in and enjoy. I'm...

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Casey Chalem Anderson Solo Art Show At The Chequit

Casey Chalem Anderson Solo Art Show At The Chequit

The Chequit Hotel on Shelter Island will present East End artist Casey Chalem Anderson in the hotel’s artist-in-residence program. Anderson’s exhibit of 15 modern seascapes will run through August 14. A reception with cocktails and light bites will be held on...

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“Save the Date” The Chequit Inn

“Save the Date” The Chequit Inn

'Save the Date" to see my show of seascape paintings displayed in the newly renovated historic seaside hotel,The Chequit Inn. The exhibition is in lounge/library overflowing with art books all about the East End and overlooks Dering Harbor. All the paintings are for...

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Why do we Crave the Ocean?

Why do we Crave the Ocean?

I've been seriously pondering this whole beach thing since I moved to the Hamptons 30 years ago. At first, I only thought about it for my own sake. Trying to make sense of why I crave looking at the water and why my car just seems to drive itself down to the sea. But...

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Unleashing Creativity through Commissioned Artwork

Unleashing Creativity through Commissioned Artwork

The first time I saw this glorious flower field was one of those perfect warm and sunny days. I was taking a drive down Town Line Road, and from the corner of my eye, I saw a burst of color. Immediately I made a 180 turn and parked. The sweet and earthy scent of...

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How I Turned My Teenage Frustration into Art

How I Turned My Teenage Frustration into Art

I never liked basketball. I spent countless hours in the schoolyard watching the guys play basketball. I resented it; why wasn't I doing something I wanted to do? Instead, all the girls waited around in our bell-bottom jeans and hugapoo shirts.  I was frustrated. It...

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Stopped in my Tracks

Stopped in my Tracks

I couldn't wait a moment longer. When the newly finished wood floors were dry, I removed my shoes at the door and entered in socks only. In a glance, I devoured the entire living room; the place looked fantastic. It was spare, open, soft, and gentle, exactly how I had...

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“Questioning the Sky”

“Questioning the Sky”

  I was losing energy toward the end of the day. A long one that dragged on. The entire day was drab. All along the road, the tree branches were a colorless taupe. The grass was squeezed out of any possibility of green; it looked like straw. The sky remained...

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