Hi Peggy!

Hi Peggy, How are you going? We would love to hear from you. Did I see a photo of your gorgeous Chihuahuas a while back ?

How is your work going? cx



This morning was a stunning walking morning so I thought I’d show a little of what I see on this regular route.


The entry to the off leash area. Some days I let people use this for hitting small white balls with sticks, but all other times it’s ours. A small range on the horizon, lots of gum trees, native and feral grasses, and Sunday checking her pee-mails.


A flowering bottle-tree (Callistemon) caught my eye today. We’re having a warm winter which is possibly confusing the plants.


The oft mentioned Mt Perry 750m. It’s very nice of them to mow all this grass for us.


There’s many good stories here… I don’t  know any of them yet.


Stopping at McKays for milk on the way home. Keith, in the doorway, is 81, still lifts truck tires, bales of hay, works 6 days a week with his childhood sweetheart, Barb, 80. They’ve run this business all their lives, and their son and wife now work with them. They are one of the two retail outlets in town. The General Store (town tour next week) sells food, newspapers and takeaways. Post office is open 3 hours a day. It’s a wee place, our Mt Perry.

Hah! I’m done all you slackers!

After procrastinating in the heat (which limits hiking, biking, gardening, and painting to the same few morning hours), I finally put the finishing touches on the 4th of my paintings for WBHD show.  Now I get to switch back to paintings of Oz and other scenes.  The rest of you can stress out until complete. Cackle cackle!

This one’s called “Chinaberry Blue (La Mesa)”, and is the loosest, most impressionist of the pieces for the show (aka, lazy).  It also uses acrylic for the chinaberries themselves, instead of purist watercolour.  I spotted the scene about 6 months ago in the little ag hamlet of La Mesa south of town.  And wouldn’t you know the owner of the home drove by just as I was photographing these doorways, so I got to do my little trespassing dance.  Always carry a business card as an artist for such moments.

DDS Watercolor-chinaberry blue-7jul13-f

(full-sheet size:  53 x 61 cm / 21 x 24″)



Well, I certainly gave it a good smothering over the weekend … sigh. It happens, overworked it, it’s close to death. Today I hope to conjure up some resuscitation skills. Hope is a work tool today.

Cultcha in Cruces – another virtual tour chapter

For a small city, Las Cruces is rich with various visual arts.  (I’ll do a separate post on other cultural aspects later)

One thing I’ve noticed is the large amount of public art and murals of all types.  Tony Pennington is well known for his water tank scenes, but other murals as well.

Las Cruces-Pennock water tank mts-f Tony Pennock mural downtown-f

mural-dona ana fields2-f

gold shop and signs-f

Alameda district-desert wall mural-f

mural-car music-f

Even the trailer parks get into the act. mural-trailer park wall1-f

mesquite neighborhood-pocket park wall-fPublicly sponsored art celebrating the city’s history….Mesquite neighborhood-tile mosaic corner-f

Also in 3D:  SONY DSC Las Cruces-Espina corner palm park-f

Or just people decorating their own homes and businesses, and making their statements about the environment and their beliefs.  Alameda district-Rio Grande mural1-f  Alameda district-painted gates miranda-f  mural-sunflower fence-f  139 san pedro-side guadalupe-f


This being America, there is of course plenty of grafitti art.  I’ve gotten to know several of the local young street artists, who are also displaying in shows and galleries.

WEAD-interior curve-f WEAD-Mary and Jess paintings-f Scenes inside West End Art Depot (WE-AD) coop, with work by Chaves  Smith (blue painting) and Jess Reinhard (large pink painting), who are both in my personal collection.  Picacho corridor-sick west sky2-f  SONY DSC   mural-turquoise graffiti2-f Alameda district-art yard grafitti-f This last is the clubhouse across from Alma d’Arte, a charter school for the arts in the old Alameda district near my home.  The Art Museum hosted the graduating seniors in the University art degree program, including this fashion designer who displayed both concept paintings and her nature-inspired dresses.

animal dresses-e  I’m enjoying mentoring some other art students, like Micaela Duarte, who learn how to do the artwork but get no training in the business of art.  Micaela Duarte-Your Desire is Irrelevant-collage-f

Street art literally comes to town with the annual chalk art contest on Main Street downtown. Fun for all ages and teams.   Las Cruces-street art-f

Plenty of yard art, some professional but often just those a bit out there feeling the creative spirit move them.  san pedro junk house display-f  stone maze garden-f  mesquite neighborhood-yard art moon-f  before I die sign-f rokoko at sunset-f  mitch amy rokoko2-fOne of my favorite galleries, Rokoko, with artist/owners Mitch and A.me (yes that’s the spelling).

I have definitely felt the city’s influence on me artistically as I journey around town.  If I can borrow one of my Marine expressions, it is a “target-rich” environment.  I’ll leave you with this sandwich board sign from my neighborhood BBQ joint, which became an abstract work of art after the recent raindrops hit.

rib joint sign-f

Back from Santa Fe

I’m back from a 10-day retreat on mountaintop above Santa Fe, helping an old school mate move belongings into his house on 80 acres of forest at 8400′.  Although mostly hard work and superior hiking, I did get time off for good behaviour to visit Santa Fe galleries, Georgia O’Keefe museum, and Bandelier National Monument.  The latter is an ancient cliff-dwelling settlement of Native people in a beautiful canyon, complete with running water in the river….so nice to hear that sound again.  Unlike Christine, all body parts more or less intact, although I am going to tempt fates on my bike this AM.

Image  Above Santa Fe from 3000 m.

Image  My mate’s manse/worksite….not too shabby.

Image  Summer Solstice coincided with a “super moon” event, colored by forest fire smoke.  Such a shabby view from his terrace, I know.

Image  Taking the original trail down into canyon to see Bandelier ruins.


Image Home for the 4th…appreciating my own independence as an artist, a year after divorce.

Back but broken

Hello all, I’m back from Cambodia and catching up with what’s happening on our blog.

First day back home I tripped over a garden hose and broke my right wrist! That’s throwing up a challenge re my wbhd art work .. no painting drawing or ceramics!!  I’v tried out my left hand and so far the results are just a bit too out of control for my liking … can still take photos  work on the computer and write .. will be in Brisbane having the wrist sorted next week then back on the blog hopefully to share the new direction this development will take me in??

For now one more poem about life ‘on the land’

 A dark stream of come-lately cockatoos cross the moon

                                                               in the nick of time    unseen.

         as the flint cold glint of stars gather, overriding the faltering sky 

Furrow on furrow all in good faith moving now, without effort to the threshold

Cracked skin sore under the running water     hopeful of smooth sailing dreams

TV rare meat hop scotch stone right bang in the middle of the square

The birds in flight fix tight to the night like black felt        


All’s quiet…

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So it’s a bit uncomfortable to show stuff in progress but in lieu of anything else to show…

I’m really enjoying this piece even though there’s still a few layers to go, the mad ground colours will still show through in places. For my own sanity I need to get some serious paint on canvas this week. Big coffee week :-]

Hope everyone else is chugging away okay.