Commission

Two cabinet doors I recently painted for a wonderful longtime patron.

Finch Number 1

From my new Fifty Finches series - 50 original finch paintings priced at $50 each.

Or, if you "fitty," if you prefer.

Now available in my Etsy shop.

Battered Dove Center

I walked outside the studio this afternoon to see a majestic red-tailed hawk perched on the roof of our back porch. It immediately flew away, and then I saw why it was there - this guy was huddled under our table, panting like mad.

The bird activity around here has gotten intense!

New

The Visitor

So there I was, working, minding my own damn business, when I was rudely interrupted by this wildlife intrusion. It showed no signs of agitation. After a minute or so, it began singing. Singing! Sir, this is a place of work, not a concert venue.
Then, as if mocking my vocation, it proceeded to land inside a picture frame, where it appeared to pose. The nerve! As soon as I began "tolerating" the birdsong, the beast flew outside.

Birds. Who the hell do they think they are?

Rib-tickler

The other day I was walking through the house carrying a large box in front of me, oh, let's say lower rib-height. Distracted by, oh, let's say a dust mote, I misjudged the doorway and the box caught one side of the frame. Now, when I walk, I do so in a brisk fashion. I have things to do. I'm a very busy man. However, when the box made contact with the door frame, I came to the most abrupt stop in the history of abrupt stops.

Ribs broken. Now it feels like I'm being stabbed with a phillips head screwdriver when I sneeze.

So I've kind of been out of commission for a bit. I did, however, paint this robin for one of the recent contest winners. I suffer for my art.

If By Devilish Ambitions You Mean I Enjoy Killing, Well Then Hell To The Yeah