PAINTINGS and DRAWINGS

7/04/2009

DEBACLE OF WATERLOO PHALANX TRUSSED

That I must improve with age
As I rage
On the dying bed,
In my lovesick head.

The invisible moon-faced hand in my eye
As I lie
In a whistling tree by the sea,
Where apple-baked kisses cling
Like diamonds on my sweetheart's ring.

1/17/2009

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 30", 2008

1/12/2009

BIRDS ON LADDERS

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 36", 2006

THE INVISIBLE AND IN THE HAND TAKES A STAND IN THE SAND

Acrylic on Canvas, 36" by 48", 2008

8/31/2008

LADDER 49

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 36", 2006

7/20/2008

HANDS BRINGING FORTH

Watercolour, 5" by 7", 2008

7/09/2008

4 NEW CHARACTERS

Watercolour, 5" by 7", 2008

6/02/2008

ROBERT STREET BIRDS

48" by 60", Acylic On Canvas, 2001

SPECTACLE OF THE ABSTRACT

5" by 7" Watercolor On Paper, 2008

2/25/2008

GREEN AWAKENING

24" by 30", Oil On Canvas, 2007.

2/10/2008

HAND THE AND!

Oil on Canvas, 48" by 60", 2007

1/20/2008

AND THE HAND

Acrylic On Canvas, 20" by 24", 2000

1/15/2008

1327

Acrylic On Canvas, 20" by 40", 2006

11/08/2007

GEVOLT!

acrylic on wood, 22" by 33", 2002

6/28/2007

RE-INTEGRATION OF HAND AND EYE

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 30", 2006

6/24/2007

SONG OF PHAROAH

Acrylic On Canvas,40" by 40"

6/21/2007

HAND THE AND THE... HAND!

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 30", 2006.

BEHIND THE FUTURE

Acrylic On Canvas, 30" by 40", 2001.

DAVID'S DREAM

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 30", 2003.

BLUE LADDER

Oil on Canvas, 24" by 36", 2005

GUITAR BEWAILING TIME PASSING

Acrylic On Canvas, 20" by 30", 2004.

THE EMERGENCE OF ZERUBABAL HASDRUBABAL

Acrylic On Canvas, 36" by 48", 2003.

STUDY OF FISHES

Acrylic On Canvas, 48" by 60", 2002.

PORTRAIT OF ZENO HASDRUBAL

Charcoal On Paper, 8" by 11", 1999.

Self-Portrait

Oil On Wood, 12" by 24", 2000. (Victor Bederman Collection]

WHEEL OF MY REAL

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 36", 2004. [A.Klug Collection]

ARMS AND THE MAN

Oil on Canvas, 24" by 30", 2002.

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 36", 2001. [Angie Castaldi & David Laxer Collection]

6/20/2007

BAND THE BIRDS!

Acrylic On Canvas, 24" by 36", 2006.

1/24/2007

MAD DRUMMER BIRDS

Acrylic on Canvas, 24" by 36", 2006.

7/18/2006

THE SMOKER

Chaocoal On Paper, 8" by 11", 2000.

Artist's Statement

Love alone propels and inspires my will.
Love is purpose, is meaning, is beauty, is truth.
What will not pass, will not die, has genuine lasting value?
Eternal Ideas or Memories or Love;
I consider everything in existence to be a reflection and an emanation of an Eternal Idea or Memory or Love.
Where this is lacking I stand amidst a world of non-existence, illusion, evil, darkness, falsity — where everything true and beautiful and meaningful is enveloped in a terrifying shroud of chaos and terror. How does one stand is such a world? Upon what ground, when the ground itself is breaking the moment one begins to think about its non-existence? And yet one must stand!
Alas, it is the AND in the HAND that allows one to stand in such a world!

STAND! THANE OF THE STABLE,
MASTER OF THE HORSE,
COMES STABULI!
“AND THE HAND” WELCOMES YOU CORDIALLY,
POLITELY AND GRACIOUSLY,
TO THE HOUSE OF STABILITY.

My goal as an artist is to realize, see, and illuminate the world as an Eternal Idea empowered by Love and Beauty and Memory. In my recent paintings, the Eternal Idea or Memory or Love is represented as a Hand holding a Wheel. Out of the Wheels are Angles and Eyes, Colors, Rhythms, Patterns. And the Wheels and Birds and Fish are Standing on Ladders. And the Hand belongs to a bird or a fish whose wings and fins have become arms with hands holding wheels, balancing angles, colors, memories, musical spheres, hands of ands, a kettle of dreaming fish, moving, flying, navigating the universe without moving.

Eternal Love is the And in the Hand!
Father and Mother of Evolution
The force of Eternity
Source of all Creation.

The action of the hand that propels and drives the 'and' involves 'the handing of the and.' 'To hand the and' is to express the idea of the universal conjunctive concept, by joining words, images, symbols, and ideas together, to create meaning.
The ability to “hand the and” is the creative measure of man.

The purpose of art is to inspire and illuminate, recover meaning, purpose, beauty—and above all, Love.
To connect Pain with Deliverance
Salvation with Memory
Let the Hand discover its own Land
Hand The And The... Hand!

PROMETHEUS:

The reward for my labor
Was heavenly ordained,
I knew from the outset
In the end I'd be chained
To a rock on the side of a solitary cliff;
Romorselessly bounded
By judgement unfounded,
Like a boat gone whirling a adrift.

CHORUS:

Prometheus tell us more about this thought about a thought, and how you imparted the divine secret of fire to man.

PROMETHEUS:

Fire, cake, wine and pie
Who created man to die
Fixed upon his froward fate
All that he had drank and ate.
When I first saw that man was born
For nine full months I wept and mourn'd;
For-seeing his lack of light and truth,
I hid eight days in a make-shift booth;
And on the the ninth day I prayed
That the Lord would repent
And bless man with knowledge
To relieve his distent;
But the Lord kept man barred
From all knowedge and light,
Until the blessed Redeemer
Would appear out of night.

from PROMETHEUS THE FIRE-EATER (A Tragical-Comedy In One Act)

After midnight had played her drunken fingers down the broken glass of my spine I fell into a deep sleep and dreamt that I came into a mirrored room where I saw a tangled heap of splintered bones sprawled out across the floor. I tried to turn away, but the door shut behind me and I was locked inside. I looked around but could only see myself and the bones reflected from every angle against the mirrored walls. I began to panic, blistering goblets of sweat broke out over my face and I paced about on my toes being very careful not to step on any of the bones. Suddenly the bones began to stir and rustle and I stood still as a ghost watching to see what was going to happen: First I heard the sound of an engine igniting then the lights went out and my heart almost ceased to beat; I stood motionless listening to the sound of the splintered bones rustling and stirring, then the sound of water pouring and there was loud thunder and howling gusts of wind my brain began to spin and reel and my entire body shook violently; At last, expecting that I would immediately wake up, I fainted.