Saint Greg

Saint Greg 8x10

Greg’s another powwow friend who was kind enough to let himself be canonized at my easel. It’s the first oil painting of a saint I’ve done, and I’m really happy with it. After 50+ years of painting with acrylics, I’m still trying to figure out oils.

This one took me forever mostly because I lost interest in these kinds of paintings. When the gallery that I was going to have a one man show in went out of business the first of last year, it really knocked the wind out of my sails. It shouldn’t have thrown me so badly, but it did. Coupled with my ADHD and ongoing long term struggles with depression, it made finishing this one much harder than just getting used to oil paints.

However, I’ve found some natural supplements that have worked wonders for the mental gremlins, and after working on StoryStarterz for several months, I’m ready to change things out again. Maybe. That’s the old ADHD — get bored, move on, circle back later.

OK, so I don’t have that consistency that a lot of artists strive for (and achieve!), and I know it’s a business liability, but that’s the reality of it, and my fans will like it all, or just this part or that, and I’m finally OK with that, because… well, what’s the point of beating your head against a brick wall of reality? As Popeye said, “I yam what I yam.”

Shy In The Sky


Shy, or humble? Hard to tell the difference sometimes.

Fact is, she was a powerful being among the stars. And the job she had been assigned was terribly important.

It was her duty to keep the peace and make sure that things in the Cosmos stayed in balance. You know, not too much of this, just enough of that.

She was programmed to not get rid of the planet with the Ring of Confusion, and she wasn’t supposed to let the Sun of Hope take over everything either. Well, it wasn’t easy.

It was actually kind of confusing, because Shy in the Sky didn’t really like the Ring of Confusion, and would rather it went away. But she did her job quietly, efficiently, and with as much love as she could muster…


I create illustrated StoryStarterz for children and their creative (and sometimes too busy!) grown-ups:

If you want to support what I do and make it possible for me to keep doing it, it would mean a lot to me and I’ll love you forever (that’s a long time, but what the heck!):

The House Where Love Grows


It looks like an ordinary little house, nothing special, but it is something special.

Well, first thing you notice are the Hearts of Love growing in the yard. And really, they’re what make everything else possible.

Because there’s so much love, the Clouds of Lightness naturally want to be there.

And there’s the Pool of Possibilities, because with love almost anything really is possible.

And then the Trees of Tomorrow, because with love tomorrow is always bright.

Ah, but you see the Dandelions of Discord? You can’t get rid of them, but they don’t stand a chance against all that love.

Not that they don’t try, like once long ago…

Acrylic and India Ink on 140 lb watercolor paper, 8″ x 10″

Sold with a Certificate of Authenticity, and printed StoryStarter. Introductory pricing good through 2019.

NOTE: Prices double January 1, 2020:

The Sun Is On Fire


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Long ago, before the earth came to be, before there were people, before dinosaurs, even before there were any oceans there was our Sun.

But Sun wasn’t always the hot bright star we see now. Somehow, some way, Sun burst into heat so hot we can feel it all the way away here on Earth and light so bright it hurts to even look at Sun straight on.

Now some say Sun set itself on fire, others say some Force or some Thing even greater than Sun set it on fire, and some say it’s not really on fire at all, that it just looks that way to us.

But let me tell you the real story, the story of the great and beautiful SunStarter, the angel who travels the Universe and time itself to set stars blazing with heat and light, and yes, with Love too…


Oil on canvas, 10″ x 10″ Sold with a Certificate of Authenticity, and printed StoryStarter. Introductory pricing good through  2019. Prices double January 1, 2020:

Earth Angels


There are all kinds of angels. Little ones, huge ones, and angels we can’t even figure out what the heck they are.

And of course there are Earth Angels. They share the planet with us same as everything else, like the oceans and animals and plants.

They love and laugh with us, are sad with us and love beauty with us. And they’ve been around forever, so they’ve seen a lot!

Now most of all, they love our home and theirs, our Earth. But they’ve noticed lately that their two legged fellow earthlings are making a big mess of things for everybody.

“Maybe,” said one little angel, “we could get them to like tidying up…”

“Alright,” said another, “let’s think of how we can get them to do that. Who goes first?”

Oil on canvas, 10″ x 10″ Sold with a Certificate of Authenticity and printed StoryStarter. Introductory pricing on all StoryStarterz good through 12/31/19. Prices double 1/1/20.

High Noon At Love Flats


Shadow overslept. Again.

And then suddenly the sun burst out, and oh boy, there was Heart Apple in the middle of Love Flats without her Shadow!

Maybe nobody noticed, thought Shadow. Maybe she managed to scoot in under Heart Apple without anyone noticing.

But Heart Apple noticed. “It’s OK Shadow, but if you’re not there, it’s like I don’t exist. And without me, you don’t exist.”

Shadow tried to take this in.

What if nothing was separate, what if everything was just one big thing that looked like a bunch of different things?

So Shadow decided to ask Desert about this, because Desert had wide knowledge…


Oil on canvas, 10″ x 10″

I create illustrated StoryStarterz for children and their creative (and sometimes too busy!) grown-ups:

The Worry Trees


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“The one in the middle doesn’t look so worried.”

“Well, no — it’s turned that job over to the other trees.”

“The other trees look really, really nervous, they’re looking around all over the place.”

“Sure. When someone’s worried they’re always nervous, looking to make sure what they’re worried about doesn’t happen.”

“So what are they worried about?”

“Oh, well life for a tree isn’t always so easy, you know. Especially in the land of the dancing flowers…”


PLEASE NOTE: Introductory pricing ends at the end of the year. Prices on all StoryStarterz will go up for the new year. If you’re thinking of a gift, this would be a good time to purchase before the  prices double!

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I LOVE big paintings! (Here’s why I don’t paint them.)

(these paintings are: Red Faced Tree: 6″ x 6″; the other 2: 8” x 8” all from 5 years ago)

Let’s face it, there’s just something awesome about a big painting.

Oh, yeah — what’s “big?”

For me,  big art maybe starts at about three feet by four feet. A big painting has a presence about it. It commands attention. I’ve painted a few in my career, but not that many.

There are practical reasons having to do with producing work at that scale, and reasons that have nothing to do with the nuts and bolts of creating large works.

First, the nuts and bolts:

  1. Studio space. You just need a certain amount of room to paint a larger canvas, although it is possible to paint large works in surprisingly small spaces.
  2. Storage space. No place to store large paintings in my small house. (Renting storage space is not an option.)
  3. Materials expense. It’s tough enough to be able to afford paint and canvases. Working on large paintings devours those things and the budget to pay for them faster than a dog can gobble a kibble.
  4. Relaxed mind. If I make a painting that didn’t work out I lose a lot more time and money if it’s a big ‘un. So I’m a little freer and devil may care with the small ones. Which is good for the art.

Now for some intangibles:

  1. There’s something intimate about a small painting. Something very personal.
  2. You can hold it in your hand, or you can display it on a shelf over your desk. Small art invites closeness.
  3. You can put it in a small space where you want some art and would love some color but you can’t fit a larger work.
  4. I often think of tiny houses and flats, and there’s no reason people who live in them shouldn’t be able to hang original art on their walls.
  5. Small paintings are almost always more affordable than large works (lots of exceptions, but it’s a good rule of thumb). As an artist I like to see my paintings go to people who will love and cherish them, whether they’re especially well heeled or not. (Of course I still have to pay my bills, so there’s that. . .)

Having said all that, I constantly picture some of my smaller doodle paintings at 48” X 48” or larger. In fact, sometimes I can hardly hold myself back. But then there’s the budget. And the room. And. . .

Well, maybe some day.

If you’d like to support my work and truly partner with me to keep me painting, it would mean the world to me:

The Curious Case of Phib O’Nochi


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The Curious Tale of Phib O’Nochi*

*For math fans: Look up “Fibonacci Sequence”

Young Phib loved to play with numbers. Now, keep in mind this was a long, long time ago before there were numbers.

Well actually there were numbers, and of course people could count, but the numbers they used were very hard to work with.

So Phib, being the curious (and brave!) fellow that he was, went traveling as soon as he grew up. And let me tell you, traveling wasn’t easy way back when ago in those old days before cars and airplanes and such.

But Phib travelled to many far off and exotic lands, and learned many things. Finally one day he came back home from his wanderings, and wrote a book about what he had learned.

And the people were gobsmacked. Astounded. Astonished. And absolutely delighted, because what Phib taught them (mostly things about numbers and how to write them) made everything work so much better.

But he also wrote down a secret that hardly anyone paid attention to for a long, long time…

An original signed 12″x16″ oil painted with love on canvas for you and your special young ‘un (or maybe just you!). Introductory price: $77.00 + actual shipping. Includes printed StoryStarter & Certificate of Authenticity.

If you’d like to support my work and truly help keep me painting, it would mean the world to me:

Why I Stopped Painting “Things” (and what I paint now)

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You know: “things.” Material objects. In my case, mostly landscapes, cityscapes, houses although with a few portraits and a little surrealism along the way in the earlier years. And a smattering of Civil War themes, mostly from photographs taken at reenactments when I lived in Virginia where such things are abundant.

I didn’t start taking art seriously (for myself) until I was an adult, or nearly so, and without any formal training I suppose I was a little insecure about showing my work to others.

Of course self embarrassment was an issue also — I just couldn’t stand looking at a piece I had done that looked amateurish. I thought anything other than realism done to a high standard would show (especially show me) that I wasn’t a “real” artist.

But I plugged along and by brute force I accomplished what I wanted. I developed a photorealistic style and I must say I thoroughly impressed myself. And I didn’t do too badly sales wise.

Then I got bored. There are ten thousand artists who can paint these things as well or even better than I, with less effort, and it was getting to be more like work (drudgery) than fun, so — what’s the point?

But I loved the little doodles I always did, so I started playing with them. Enlarging them to wall sized paintings. Although I sold a few, I didn’t sell enough to make sense financially.

So now years later I’m back playing with my doodles and having oodles of fun. Nobody else is doing my doodles. They come straight out of the end of my pencil (where they were before that, I have no idea). A few look interesting enough to turn into paintings.

And so here I am with StoryStarters, AKA painted doodles. (The stories come after I’ve got a painting.) And I feel very secure and comfortable as an artist doing these. I haven’t looked for external validation for a long time now.

It took me a long time to get to where I could feel happy just painting non-realistic things and colors. (Or maybe they are realistic in another, more metaphysical, sense…)

#4But I’m having the best time painting that I’ve had in decades.