It has been some time since I've posted new images and commentary here--not because I've had nothing new to share, but because I've been so busy that I haven't had time to share it. The last couple of months have been full ones on many fronts.
The views here are of my February exhibition at Christa Faut Gallery in Cornelius, North Carolina--just north of Charlotte. John Ruck, the gallery owner, did a beautiful installation of the seventeen paintings I sent--ranging from one as small as 5 x 7 inches to five that were 4 x 5 feet--in the gallery's beautiful space. It was a great treat for me to show a large body of my new work in the South, and especially nice that the gallery is so near Davidson College, my undergraduate school. Former professors, friends from the area, and other friends and family from South Carolina to Virginia and Washington D.C. drove or flew in for the opening reception, so in addition to a solo exhibition, it was a lot like a reunion.
Davidson College is where I fell in love with art, where I became a painter, and where I became, essentially, the person I have been all my adult life. It was a great pleasure to return for the first time in many years to the campus that I loved, and love, and to revel in the flood of memories engendered by the place and the people who are still there.
More dear friends (and also collectors of my work), who flew down from Washington, D.C. for the opening reception. David Policansky and his wife Sheila David, both of whom I met in 2001 when David and I were members of the Harriman Expedition Retraced, a 30-day voyage along the Alaska coast from British Columbia to the Bering Strait and the Siberian coast, retracing the route of the last great exploring expedition to Alaska, in 1899.
One of the new paintings in this exhibition, Sherwood Forest is an evocation of the returning light in my own backyard, the birch forest through which I ski onto my neighborhood--Sherwood Forest--trail nearly every winter day.