Folk Life at the Museum of the City of NY

Lots of great & inspirational objects at the exhibit of Folk City!

Maggie's Farm!!

Reunion at a miracle moment

I had left a bag upstate in Clairyville.

More than a year ago.

I had been meaning to get back to Patrizia & Peter, but I can't go back to WaHi and it's a lot to ask for people to visit Greenpoint. 

They invited me to a concert of Jerome Kitzke's music.  He's a Native Anerican focused, anti war composer.

On my way there, I heard a mention of the horrors in Paris.

I have some kind of PTSD reaction. I can't hear details, because as soon as I hear anything, I go to pieces.

I cried during the music. We went to dinner and I was grateful not to be alone in those moments.

Art, music, theater, empathy, good souls. The only things to combat the evils of our new world of "recent incidents".

Thank goodness I had all of the above. I still cry. I haven't stopped.

Fall of 2015, Road to NYC

Expectations

The funny thing about open expectations is that you have to define things for yourself.

And you are you to say that you haven't done enough? Or have discovered new things in different ways?

Is being on the radio a good direction, or is it novelty?

Fellowship in the Azores

Mostly black & white, quick sketches.  Pen & Ink.  Some watercolors. Pics to come.

Azores Fellowship

Currently in the Azores Islands drawing and sketching and painting my heart out.

Sometimes you have to go where you are celebrated!

Condition of The Barn?

A year later, I should check on everything.

Sigh.

Inspiration for some of the Landscapes

My view of the world started with sunsets.

Black lines against a silver sky.

Some color, some branching.

That's where it started.

Current photos of the Greenpoint Studio

The Coldest February Since 1934

Mousetraps in Brooklyn doing fine.