Showing posts with label trains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trains. Show all posts

Jun 27, 2020

NO PLACE TO GO


                                                                  "NO PLACE TO GO"
                                                                         8x8inch oil on panel 

After years of traveling, crisscrossing countless cities, small towns, back allies, snow storms and hot deserts I finely caught-up with you; Your looking great, we have so much to catch up on, and with no place to go, we have all the time in the world.  

May 15, 2018

PASSING THROUGH


                                                    PASSING THROUGH
                                                     6x6inch oil on panel

Many years ago I would travel back and forth through the desert between California and Lake Havasu on a road less traveled, to say the least.  I loved taking it, one could drive for hours before you saw another car.  This painting is an homage to a wonderful memory.

Feb 2, 2017

ON TIME


                                                                  ON TIME
                                                        6x6" oil on wood panel

It was around 6:40 in Laguna Nigel and I was heading North to San Louis Obispo, meet up with some friends, catch up on some good talks, good eats at "The Spoon Trade", check out the wines, all great stuff.  So I was glade knowing all trains are on time..    (SOLD)

May 11, 2016

"RUMBLINGS"


                                                           "Rumblings"
                                                             40x20 oil

Standing off to the side of the road I could hear this rumbling sound that sounded like thunder and with each passing minute it was getting closer.  Looking around, I could not tell in which direction the sound was coming from.  Then, with a deep throaty groan I saw it and like a mighty dragon hugging the very ground it moved on, it showed all, who had the undisputed right of way.  

This will be at this summers Laguna Festival of the Arts

Oct 5, 2012

"MORNING COMMUTE"


In trying to think just how many trains I've painted over the years, I seem to have lost count.  I know it's  a lot and I know that every time I start a new painting I get flashbacks of when I was a little boy in Brooklyn playing with my train set.  Sitting on the floor I would watch my dad set it up, It was then I would disappear into my imagination and be one with the train.   I have since forgotten that distinct smell of the oil heating on the electric motor as it went round and round the track, but the memory of it is still there.  Maybe that's why I paint so many of them.  I get to return to that moment, and if only for a moment, be a  little boy once again.   (SOLD)