I recently found this painting, saved with several others, created sometime in the 1980s or possibly late 70s. I don’t remember much about this, but it appears to be tempera and is one of only a few of my paintings in this group not made on white paper. The blue paper is a fading blue stationery sheet.
As many of us, I remember enjoying painting with tempera paints in elementary school. I would have purchased this paint in a five and dime or even a drug store. Stores like Woolworth’s, Kresge’s or McCrory’s in downtown Baltimore and, much earlier, Dacks in the Park Lane Shopping Center in Northwest Baltimore, were favorite places for me to visit. I always enjoyed paper and art supplies.
Nothing captures the starkness of winter like the sight of naked trees, stripped of all apparent life, against the cold background of a gray sky.
This scene was captured as I left work this day, at the Capital Gateway complex in Bethesda, Maryland.
Every summer I remember this photo taken at New York City’s Central Park. Yes, this area is called Literary Walk because of the monuments to literature's great names like William Shakespeare and Robert Burns, bu it is literary to me because of the picturesque canopy of trees and benches that invite you to stop, sit and reflect, either with a book or a writing pad in hand, or just with an eye on the park’s many visitors.
Literary Walk is actually part of Central Park’s mall, a green promenade that stretches from this more southern end of the park north to the Bethesda Fountain. This was taken several years ago, but remains one of my favorite photos.
