Oil on canvas - 15" x 20"March 21, 2012
"Missy and Walter"
Oil on canvas - 15" x 20"July 21, 2010
"Oh Lucy!"
Oil on linen mounted on board 6" x 8"I met Lucy last week at a friend's house. I assume her appellation was derived from a certain wacky redhead that we all know and love. She is a sweetheart.
I've had to begin comment moderation as I have been getting a lot of spam on the comment page lately. Sorry about that but your feedback is still important to me so keep 'em coming.
November 4, 2009
"Schatzi"
"I'm baaack" Yes I finally put brush to panel for the first time in the new studio. I couldn't find my maul stick, paint rags, turpentine, and miscellaneous other painting accouterments but I managed to get something on the easel. Schatzi is my friend Beth's wire haired dachshund. She's a real schweetie and reminds me of Alfalfa from the little rascals with her cute cowlick (Schatzi, not Beth). Hey, it's a start.
June 26, 2009
"Fabulous 5"
Oil on museum quality ampersand gessobord panel 8" x 8"Thanks for the amusing reference, Anne.
You may ask why the blue eyes? The original reference of these pups was most assuredly made with a flash which reflected back as blue. I toyed with the idea of making the retinas black but I liked the cobalt accents dancing around the panel. I think it livens up the painting.
December 18, 2008
"Wilt on a Cold Day"

Oil on museum quality, archival ampersand gessobord™ panel - 6” x 8”
As you can see, I am still in Dog Mode. Not that there's anything wrong with that. What appealed to me about this reference, other than the fact that he looks like Michael Phelps after winning his second gold medal at the summer Olympics, were the red and green blankets - quite apropos given the season. City street lights, even stop lights, blink of bright red and green. There is something magical about this set of complementary colors that isn't present in blue/orange, violet/yellow or other spectral variations. If you read my tag the other day you may have noted that I am mad for hot food. On a recent trip to New Mexico I was dining in a Tex-Mex restaurant and ordered some enchiladas. The server asked if I wanted my sauce, "red, green or Christmas?" Christmas, of course, meaning both. This little guy looks like he's plopped down on a plate of Christmas chile sauce. I have always been a Christmas kind of guy. In fact, I'm starting to look like a bit like Santa. By that, I mean I'm letting my white beard grow long, though I have been working harder on that bowl full of jelly than I should! Heck, I named my daughter Holly. Speaking of the holidays. I may be very busy this coming week; making lists and checking them twice, etc., so this may be my last post for a while.
December 8, 2008
"Rover and Moe"

Oil on museum quality, archival ampersand gessobord™ panel - 8” x 10”
I didn't get too much of a back story on these little guys. I know that Rover (on the right) has gone to join the morning stars and his owner misses him terribly and wanted a posthumous portrait to commemorate his short life. Short in stature only. Judging from his grey muzzle he had a long and happily life. His notched left ear is a complete mystery. I should follow up on that.
July 21, 2008
Ch. Pipers Mr. Longfellow
Oil on museum quality archival ampersand gessobord™ panel - 8” x 8” June 27, 2008
"Piper's Jellyroll"
Oil on linen mounted on birch wood panel - 6” x 8”March 2, 2008
"Walter, the Drunken Dachshund"
Oil on archival, museum quality 1/8" Ampersand Gessobord panel - 5"x 7"Last week I painted a Great Dane named Mr. Big. This is his adopted brother Walter. As with most Dachshunds I’ve met, Walter is a most inquisitive hound. Sweet, good natured, curious to a fault and always hungry, he tends to get into trouble. A case in point: I was invited to a dinner party to celebrate my birthday by Mr. Big and Walter’s owners. My friend is a first rate photographer and we ventured upstairs to view his latest work. We men took our beers with us and the girls left behind two half full chocolate martinis on the table. We were gone perhaps 20 minutes and returned to find a very drunk dachshund. He had managed to climb up onto the table and had drunk every last drop of both martinis. Though there was not enough chocolate in the drinks to worry about, he had consumed enough alcohol to be staggering around. We called the 24-hour clinic and were told he’d just have to sleep it off, as the alcohol was already absorbed. We, too, had absorbed a lot of alcohol so it seemed only fitting to dress him up for St. Patrick’s Day. I guess you had to be there. You will be happy to know that other than a bad hangover the next day, he is fine. Do I think he learned his lesson about not getting into things? Not a chance.
