Where are we? Where we are now. Here we are. I promise you this is a positive message. For as long as I can remember I have struggled with a duality of hope and hopelessness. My childhood was like this. Always looking to the bright side, dragged down a bit by the dark...
Urban Landscapes have always been one of my favourite things. Since the early days in Vancouver spotting forgotten billboards above derelict warehouses in Chinatown from the once futuristic Sky Train. I've mentioned this before in the context of my billboard painting...
Art today is Coke, McDonald's, Death and Taxes. I'd been painting this one far too long, but just the right amount of time. This is the commemorative edition of the Billboard Painting Urban Landscape. 1974-2024. Gen X wildling. Raised by wolves. Scraped knees. Coke,...
Pontiac GTO - The Judge. I'm a 30 year old pushing 50 GenX early tech adopter artist with a love for those dinosaur mythological things that are disappearing at the rate of a social media photo filter cycle. What? I grew up watching the Brady Bunch and Hawaii 5-0 and...
Abstract art in the age of chaos. Art for sale. Artist for sale. Abstract artists soul for sale. I've been painting for decades. In the early days of getting serious, my primary focus was figurative painting. In an effort to shake things up while preparing for a show,...
Artists Hide intentional meaning in their art. Connect the dots. Hidden messages in oil paintings. Semi-autobiographical portraits of a moment in time for the artist. Easter eggs. I do it regularly in subtle ways. Recently I submitted a piece to the 29th Annual Juried...
Finances for Artists? File under: Things I wish I knew when I was <insert age> Artists shouldn't talk about money. Screw that. Let's go! Or jump straight to the details.... When I was a kid, I got a job so I could buy comic books. And then another one because I...
I decided to submit my oil painting 'Give This to Jack and Alice' to the Oshawa Art Association's 51st Annual Juried Art Exhibition at the Robert McLaughlin Gallery in Oshawa Ontario. Give This to Jack and Alice. Words scrawled on the back of an old family photo. This...
Random memory perfection. 1977. Drive-in movie theatre. My 4 year old universe prematurely expanded from the back seat of 1967 Plymouth Fury Station Wagon. It was the family car, big as a house, enough real estate with the seats folded down for my older brother and I...
Dear Diary, The Name of The Band is Talking Heads. Occasionally… I have other things in my thoughts, outside of the daily experience. Often, music is a part of those things.. . how it makes me feel, the memories conjured from a few opening notes. I hope that everyone...