Shadow of a Railing (Mini No. 91)

"Shadow of a Railing," 6"x6", oil on birch panel (framed)

People pray. They meditate. They take antidepressants.

I clear my head and ground myself by running up and down mountainsides, in canyons with diamondbacks, or in ravines—sometimes. Mostly though I run on more accessible concrete-covered, smog-filled streets, dodging suburbanites in SUVs. Which squares with one main reason for my art in the first place: to look reality's big nose and saggy cheeks in the face and make something good out of the situation.

One of my greatest pleasures, aside from eating rhubarb, which is impossible to find in California, is running around with a pad of paper and a pen somewhere I haven't been before.

I was at a show in Palo Alto recently and back at Frank's Motel, after a day of talking, I laced on my sneakers and followed my beak to the edge of a park on San Francisco Bay—yup, San Francisco Bay!

However, rather than bump into Mark Zuckerberg, I came across this amputated eucalyptus. The sun hit it perfectly, highlighting every imperfection, and I had a moment.

What was it the Buddha said? Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.


I do my best to use environmentally responsible pigments, varnishes, and other materials, all while upholding the strictest archival conventions and not losing anything in the way of color or vibrancy.

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