Category: Art
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Windmill on the Vecht, Nederhorst
Windmill on the Vecht, Nederhorst -
Koppelpoort (mill), pen and ink
Koppelpoort (mill), pen and ink A4/8.5 x 11″ -
Vischpoort, pen and ink
Vishpoort, Harderwijk, pen and ink drawing, A4/8.5 x 11″ -
Kopplepoort, Amersfort, pen and ink
Koppelfoort water gate, Netherlands -
Looking Out
Looking Out, acrylics on canvas, 73 x 60 cm/ 29 x 23.5″ Another in my series of Hopper inspired paintings, a woman looks out over a golden field with a thick green forest at its edge. Figures walk in a line towards the dark woods.
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Mahjong Players
Mahjong Players, acrylics on canvas, 73 cm x 60 cm, SOLD This painting is a combination of realism, in the walls, leaves and ocean with the expressionist figures whose bright colors combine with the lines of design to draw the eye to the game. The muse displays along with the clock (similar to my grandfather’s) on the shelf.
Mahjong is game invented in the Qing dynasty (1635-1912) in China. It is now played world wide. There are usually four players. It is similar to the Western card game rummy. There are 144 tiles marked with Chinese characters and symbols.
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Woman in Boudoir
Woman in Boudoir, acrylics 56 x 76 cm 22 x 30″ She prepares for the day.
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Cafe Tortilla
La Cevezeria Alhambra in Valencia is famous in Spain for its tortillas. It’s a tiny place that at the time of this painting was run by a couple who had been there 37 years. After they retired their children took over. Looking through the window we see 3 people in conversation. We can almost hear the words passing between them.
Cafe Tortilla, acrylics on canvas, 65 x 81 x 2 cm, painted edges 26 x 32 x 1″ There are two exposures of the painting. All images appear differently on devices. This one in particular is more diverse than most.
Cafe Tortilla, acrylics on canvas, 65 x 81 x 2 cm, painted edges 26 x 32 x 1″ Cafe Tortilla is about a bar famous in Spain for its tortillas (Spanish omelets). They make 5 or 6 varieties in their tiny kitchen. After 37 years the couple retired. He made the omelets and she served them with nary a smile. She did not have time to smile. The place was almost always packed. You had to catch her eye to order- she would glance at you for a second as she sort of kept track of who was next. You had to start talking right away or she was off.
We were there when a newspaper photographer shot the photo I used to create the painting. He stood outside as the three of us were talking.









