silver triangles, brass line 2016  23 x 24 x 2"  acrylic, brass leaf, aluminum powder on panel

silver triangles, brass line 2016

23 x 24 x 2"

acrylic, brass leaf, aluminum powder on panel

 concentric circles (for Francis Daly), 2015  21 x 21 x2"  acrylic on panel

concentric circles (for Francis Daly), 2015

21 x 21 x2"

acrylic on panel

 untitled, 2015  14 x 10 x 1.5"  acrylic, silver and aluminum leaf on panel

untitled, 2015

14 x 10 x 1.5"

acrylic, silver and aluminum leaf on panel

 circles and diamonds, 2015  21 x 24 x 2"  acrylic on panel

circles and diamonds, 2015

21 x 24 x 2"

acrylic on panel

 these works as exbited at "The Outpost" in 2015

these works as exbited at "The Outpost" in 2015

 circles, muted field 2015  22 x 24 x 1.5"  acrylic on panel

circles, muted field 2015

22 x 24 x 1.5"

acrylic on panel

 small circles, 2016  14 x 13 x 2"  acrylic on panel

small circles, 2016

14 x 13 x 2"

acrylic on panel

 The painting I inherited from my Grandfather.   My Grandfather worked at the San Clemente Post Office to support his wife and four kids. He was the son of an Italian immigrant who hung homemade sausages in the basement to cure, gathered dandelion greens, watercress from creeks and clams from the seashore. He grew citrus trees, basil, and tomatoes until his 96th year when he passed.  He was a competitive boxer and a pianist. He met my grandmother Hazel playing piano in a club, she was Ginger Roger's understudy. My Grandfather fought in World War II and my father was born while he was over there. All three of his sons are trouble. His daughter is a saint. He published a novel in retirement. He was also a painter, mostly rustic Italian landscapes.  This is a painting he kept in his bedroom, he meditated on it repeating his mantra.  This series of  paintings I have made are inspired by this painting of his, and his spirit...

The painting I inherited from my Grandfather. 

My Grandfather worked at the San Clemente Post Office to support his wife and four kids. He was the son of an Italian immigrant who hung homemade sausages in the basement to cure, gathered dandelion greens, watercress from creeks and clams from the seashore. He grew citrus trees, basil, and tomatoes until his 96th year when he passed.  He was a competitive boxer and a pianist. He met my grandmother Hazel playing piano in a club, she was Ginger Roger's understudy. My Grandfather fought in World War II and my father was born while he was over there. All three of his sons are trouble. His daughter is a saint. He published a novel in retirement. He was also a painter, mostly rustic Italian landscapes.  This is a painting he kept in his bedroom, he meditated on it repeating his mantra.

This series of  paintings I have made are inspired by this painting of his, and his spirit...