Friday, June 27, 2008


Here's an oldie but goodie from the archives of my paintings. The red-eyed dog jumping through the hoop looks pretty fierce to me, not to mention the gun in the hand of the shadow!

For more bizarre domestic landscape paintings, check out my website: Go to the Paintings section and click on "Suburbia Collection".

Friday, June 20, 2008

New Cover

This magazine cover was fun fun fun to work on, although creating all the words required more discipline than what I normally can muster! The headline will be "Word Power" and announces the annual writing contest. It was to be made clear that it was the physicians who were submitting the articles. I decided not to change the face as much as I originally planned (see previous entry). Instead I just gave him different eyes and a pair of glasses for a totally new look.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Doctor's Bag

This is a component of the collage/illustration that I am working on. I couldn't find any photos or scraps of a doctor's bag that I could use, so I more or less made this up. If you look closely, you will see that it makes no sense at all - kind of like one of Escher's drawings that have steps going up when you look one moment, and then down when you look the next. How does this bag close? What is that strip at the top? Are they inside the bag or outside? But hey, I'm an artist and I have what's called "artistic license". Nobody will notice unless YOU blab. My favorite quote: "People notice only what you tell them to notice, and then only if you remind them". (Dr. Kornblum, renowned fictional magician in the novel, Kavalier and Clay.)

Saturday, June 14, 2008


Here's my darlin' Suzi-Q, looking worried. But there's no need to worry because it was a BENIGN CYST! How rosy the world looks today! Also, just so you know, she isn't really a blurry dog. She just looks that way because she is always on the move, even when sitting for a portrait. She's a terrier, what do you expect?

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Love My Dog

I discovered a lump on my doggie's back. Gulp. It's small, but it's still a lump. Gotta take her to the vet, a trip she fears so much that I get anxious, too, and then she gets even more anxious because I'm anxious, and so it goes.