Paintings from Martos

A still life and five landscapes

Yellow roses, white pitcher, 2004, acrylic on canvas, 18x24 inches.

Rocky Hill from the Tule bridge at Plano, 1988, acrylic on canvas, 36 x 72 inches.

Mary's Peak, 1990, acrylic on canvas, 36 x 36 inches.

Sunrise, 1990, acrylic on canvas, 36 x 36 inches.

Ditch at Battle Mountain Ranch: Mt. Dennison, 2004, acrylic on canvas, 18 x24 inches.

Blooming buckeye tree at Battle Mountain Ranch: Mt. Dennison, 2004,

acrylic on canvas, 18 x 24 inches.

house and garden

Balloon over Soumensac, March 07

Mt Tam from Eureka St

Bordelaise sunset

Monhegan Sunset

Six drawings

The rabbits neck

Renaldo (detail) ...http://penandinkdrawings.blogspot.com/

Salvator Rosa

Rescue of the Infant Oedipus, 1664.

via Giornale Nuovo , The Genius of Salvator Rosa,

September 24, 2006.

Nine cards together

Les cartes de mémoire et merci.

Ink on watercolor paper, 26-30 March, 2007, 4 x 5.50 inches each.

Photos by EVR Olympus.

Mon grâce à Jacques J. David pour poster mes dessins à son blog Soumensac, now linked at the right on these pages.

The Encounter Poster 1970

Nine cards together

Ink on watercolor paper, 26-30 March 2007, app. 4 x 5.50 inches each.
Cameraphone.

EVR Olympus

The Coconut

The Curly Leaf

Yes, we all try to lead glamorously simple lives I think and we have to be ready to appreciate life and love and beauty every second we breathe, and we have to take it as it comes and let it go when it's gone. For instance, this morning, walking with Mlle. Coco, hoppity hop, skipping through the sidewalk lawns in incredibly clear and bracing weather I spied a little circular leaf, very delicate, an amazing thing, glamorous in its extravagant circularity, outrageously, beautifully curliqued. It looked like this, exactly like this:

I picked it up. Held it carefully. I looked at this astounding thing of nature. So fragile. I coveted it. I would take it back to the house, enshrine it somehow, save it, show it, glue it in a brilliant, but simple decoupage. Almost immediatly the Coconut was called by Nature, so I set the curly leaf gently aside to take care of her business, set the leaf aside gently, carefully on a higher bank of grass, then, her business bagged, I returned with my camphone ready...but it was gone! The leaf was gone! Blown away! Gone with the wind! I looked awhile, but realized I'd never see it again, so I sighed and laughed and walked on with the dog. Sic transit gloria mundi!

~email to RAN

Sailing, Courroneau and Coco

Drawings from France