Rear Window

This entry should really be titled "Spring Cleaning" considering that these date from 2007. But you know how it goes - artwork lingers in a desktop folder of half-thoughts and to-dos until you just suck it up and post it, even if you kind of wish you weren't.

The subject in the set of paintings below is the view from my rear window. I know, no ballerina, no newlyweds, no wife's murderer. Not even a small dog. But a shy view of Downtown and of the Bay Bridge and lots of wooden fire escapes of 20th Street homes.

I truly think that one needn't go far to be challenged in drawing and painting. No need for exotic locales or glamorous people, you just have to be interested in all things around you even if they appear to be mundane.

What I got out of doing these? A notion that light paints things so differently each day that the same world appears changed.